Friday nights are my absolute favorite time of the week these days.
As soon as I get home from school on Friday, I feel like the world is limitless. It’s such a nice relief to come home and not stress about making sure I have everything ready for tomorrow, revamping my planned lesson based on the feedback I got from the kids that day, creating videos to supplement for the kids that need an extra boost, answering emails from parents and students about the next day, and all those other wonderful mid-week things that come along with teaching 8th grade.
But Friday. Oh, how I love Friday.
Friday means Saturday comes next. And though Chris and I have had shoots every Saturday and Sunday for as long as I can think back right now, at least I don’t have to plan anything. Friday means I can come home and organize all the stuff that I’ve let fall into disarray during the week. Tonight I came home and did the dishes, and gosh did it feel good. When Chris came home we laid down and talked about our days while the cats sat on our backs. For the last hour I’ve been looking up crafty things I want to do so I have stuff to add to my Christmas list, because Chris’ mom just called him and told him I didn’t have enough stuff on my list. (#firstworldproblems)
I’m catching up on NCIS. I did our finances for the beginning of December. I paid a huge chunk off my student loans (woot!). I did laundry and took out the trash. I bought our first real Christmas stockings off of Etsy and then surfed for things Chris would like (sneakily, since he’s right here next to me).
Tomorrow I can lesson plan, and grade, and make videos. Right now, it’s still Friday night, and I’m going to eat pumpkin pie and buy Christmas presents.