Friday for the most of us means the week is coming to a close. I guess I can’t help but feel good about that. I was pretty much knocked out by the conference I attended all last weekend and am looking forward to a nice cold margarita and a chance to take it easy on the veranda. I need to write another 1000 words today before I rest, but am still looking forward to it. The nice thing about hard work is an opportunity to kick back and relax after you have done it. This is the subject of my JohnKu (a term coined by Words4jp). It is titled Work and Rest and I hope you find it pleasant.
Another week of hard labor has been put to bed (after the next eight or so hours) and it is time to celebrate. As you read this I am in the San Francisco area attending the Passages Book Store Mystery Writers conference. This year’s faculty is pretty impressive. There is John Lescroart, Anne Perry, Valerie Plame Isabel Allende to name a few. Of course, through the miracle of WP scheduling this Friday JohnKu (a term coined by Words4JP) is still being published as it should on Friday. This week’s JohnKu deals with the subject of learning (which I hope I will be doing).
Looks like Friday has hit us once again. It is a very good thing to be smacked by good ol Friday since the weekend is to follow shortly. I guess the best part of Friday is the realization that within a few hours the choices of what to do are right in your hands. During the work week, many of the choices we have are regulated by what needs to be done at work. The weekend gives us a little more freedom, but yet choices may be limited by other factors. The list of things that have to be done around the house is one thing that limits our ability to choose to do something more pleasant. The end result of working is certain neglected jobs at home that need to be done. Some of these jobs include the laundry, the garden, the lawn, the kids events, the visit of the parents, the pet walk, the cooking, the painting, the windows, the cleaning and on and on. It is a wonder we can get any relaxing done. Todays JohnKu (a term coined by Words4jp) talks about our two priorities work and life. I hope you like it.
Friday finally. Hope your week was a good one. I was sorry to see both daughter and granddaughter leave and as usual the visit was way too short. All is back to normal and the house is quiet again. Can’t say this is a good thing, but it is what normal sounds like. I suppose if the two lived here full-time I would be happy to see them take a trip. All I can do is watch the airplane lift off and look forward to the next time. Daughter did leave the grand dog with us as she takes care of some travels where dogs aren’t welcome. I know she will be back soon. Granddaughter is going off to Mexico for a year. I know she won’t have the opportunity to return for at least that length of time. This week’s JohnKu (term coined by Words4jp) reflects a bit of lonely.
July 4th and a Friday. How do we get so lucky? Every seven years we have the two together which makes the week a rush job for sure. This week’s JohnKu (term coined by Words4jp) is about the birth of the United States. I hope you have a safe and happy Fourth of July celebration.
Friday at last. I was talking to one of our fellow bloggers and she was saying how long some weeks seem and how short others are. I think there must be a law covering the relative length of the week. I can’t seem to find one so as a fiction writer I certainly am qualified to make one up. I think I will call it Frank’s Law of Work Week Time Relativity. Franks Law states: “The length of the work week is directly proportional to the difficulty and unpleasantness of the work being done.” So if the job is easy and fun the week will be short. If the job is difficult and nasty the week will be long. That half explains why weekends go by so fast. Weekends are covered by Julie’s corollary to Frank’s Law which in essence says, “all playtime ends too soon.” Today’s JohnKu (term coined by words4jp) takes another looks at relativity and is appropriately titled Time.
Friday glorious Friday. Yes it’s true another eight hours to freedom. As we all know, freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose. So how did the week go? Was it as productive as you wanted it to be? Was it as hectic? Here sit down and lean back and tell me all about it.
Wouldn’t it be great to have someone who would provide that service? Our loved ones do provide support, but there comes a point where our complaints, no matter how legitimate they may seem to us, sound like whining. It is why I think a service could be very beneficial. You go in. You talk about what bothers you and the service listens and provides you with sympathetic support. Of course the service might be expensive. I’m thinking how much it cost to visit a therapist only to be asked, “how does that make you feel?” Then after tons of money spent there is that divining moment where the therapist says, “that’s where it is at. Isn’t it John?”
To avoid the expense maybe the same effect can be reached at the corner bar. Of course at the bar you will be forced to hear other stories and provide the same sympatric support as you received. In some cases given the troubles you will hear you will be giving an inordinate amount of support relative to what you get back. Maybe a dog is the answer. Our Johnku today explores the concept of sympathy. Hope you like it. Oh and the term Johnku was coined by the wonderful blogger Words4jp.
Here we are pulling into the last day of the workweek. I can almost hear those factory whistles go off and Fred Flintstone do his Yabba, Dabba, Doo call signaling his delight with it being over. (Unfortunately for most of this ancient history will be lost on you) I remember having a number of bosses who viewed Friday with some elements of remorse. It was almost like they were sorry the work week was over and they would now be forced to spend time with the spouse and children. I had a boss one time who became depressed when Friday rolled around and thought up all kinds of excuses as to why we needed to “get together to go over the next week” on Saturday. This same boss tried it on Sunday as well, but I knew the button to push. “I will be happy to meet you. Why don’t you come to church with us and we can talk after?” That one made the difference. Never had another Sunday invitation. So this week’s Johnku (this term was coined by the wonderful blogger Words4jp) is titled Mournful Boss.
Mournful Boss by John W. Howell
Bliss Friday arrives,
Happiness for entire world . . .
Mourning boss alone.
Hope you all have a great weekend and if you would like to share a boss story go for it.
Friday again and it has arrived just in time to make a truly great weekend. Good weekends seem to happen more than they are planned. Usually when we make some big plan for the weekend things happen to disrupt what we had intended. When we plan nothing for the weekend those plans usually go through without a hitch and in the end a great weekend has been had. Just shows, expectation of a good time sets you up for the possibility of disappointment. In the end, maybe it’s better not to have plans and therefore no expectations, since this would be a way to eliminate disappointment. Naw I don’t think so. Living to avoid disappointment is way too negative. Half the enjoyment of doing something fun is looking forward to the activity. Here is a Johnku on the subject of planning for fun.
I always wonder what others do on their weekends. Do you plan for a great weekend or just let it happen? When the plans fall through is it worse than having no plans at all?
Feels good to have the work week finished. (well eight hours from now) Looking forward to the memorial Day weekend. Although it is usually a hassle getting around town, Memorial Day is one of those holidays that is like a gateway to something better. Up North, Memorial Day means you might be safe putting out those tender plants. I know when I lived in Indiana, we used Memorial Day as the final safe measure for planting tomatoes. Down south, Memorial Day used to mean putting on white shoes, pants and belt for the men. Not sure it still does, but if so, good wishes to you all.
Here at the beach Memorial Day means crowds and the need to get to the store before Friday or be face to face with (wait for it) tourists. Most tourists are nice folks who pretty much behave as if they are at home. Others are the kinds of folks you wish you could go visit and do unto them as they do unto you. The saving grace is those folks never get away from themselves. They do eventually leave our space for which we are thankful. Here is a Haiku celebrating the start of summer. It is called Memorial Day.
