A Real Friday

This was the first Friday in months that it actually felt like a stereotypical Friday. Where excitement for the weekend was actually a palpable thing. I'm not sure of the significance of that excitement seeing as I have no plans. In fact, this is the first weekend in some time that I didn't have any plans. I wonder if it will be one of those minimal weekends where I do very little and just tune out from reality and waste my life or if all this recent activity will have me motivated to get after something. My guess is, is that it will be a hybrid of the two. Long stretches wasted with indifference and malaise followed by bouts of vigourous activity. This seems to be the best of both worlds and holds the highest level of satisfaction. I know today was a good day, so if the rest of the weekend is terrible at least I anchored it with a good day. I was productive and engaged when it counted but was able to smoothly transition to the weekend. I made an ill-advised choice for dinner by ordering pizza and I haven't felt great since devouring what I could of that. I timed that with watching the latest Bond film, Spectre. I know, late to the draw but it was the first opportunity I had outside of the theatre. It was entertaining. I didn't like the direction it went at the climax but that is not for me to decide, simply to react to. Today was my parents thirty third wedding anniversary. I know it is that number because later this year I will celebrate the same number of years since my birth. You don't have to be an idiot to figure out that I was born less than nine months after their wedding. They were engaged to be wed when all that took place. So I was still born within wedlock and as such don't bare the ill-reputed moniker of bastard. But congrats to my parents. That many years is no small feat. I wanted to wait until they were both home for the night before sending my regards but that Bond film sent my plans spinning out of my consciousness. So it wasn't until later that I remembered and sent a text off to my mother, knowing that my father wouldn't check his phone at that hour. I will try and call tomorrow morning to explain by lapse. But for now I am going to conclude my affairs and seek out the Sandman.