|Image courtesy of Sira Anamwong |
Wednesdays come with a persistent temptation, and it is this: I am tempted to slam shut my planner, wobble along for the rest of the week, and start anew on Sunday. On the other hand, hey, I still have the rest of the week, why waste the remaining three to four days?
Wednesdays make me want to rest whether or not I deserve it. If I deserve but a nap, it would have to be because I have managed to plod on thus far, poor results looming notwithstanding. Otherwise, hey, can't a girl just doze off or go some place nice (read mall) once in a while?
On most Wednesdays, though, I just feel relieved and grateful for having lived to midweek.