Happy Friday, Everyone!
I was born on a Friday, and at work this was my favorite day of the week because on that day I did different tasks from the other days of the week.
Now we’ve rearranged our work model, and I don’t do those tasks anymore until the next rotation. But, I’m still having fun and getting work done at the same time.
Okay, I have three minutes in which to write a poem for you before I have to get back to work:
I wish you a happy Friday,
it’s the day I go away
to the place in my mind called the Weekend.
My plans at this point (beginning of the Weekend) sound so do-able,
not even considering the vegetables that are rootable.
I hope your weekend turns out grand,
and maybe you can even enjoy the surf and the sand. 🙂
Done! 12:18 on the nose!