The Friday night high
I have several retired people in my life, and they often have to think a minute to remember what day it is.
When you work, the week organizes itself. So I always know when Friday rolls around.
It's a great feeling to do the countdown to the end of a work week, especially a week like this past one where everyone was working so hard all around me to launch the newspaper's new Friday 7 section. They did a great job, and it's wonderful the newspaper is growing again.
Tick, tick, tick. Minutes away from going home.
What replaces this feeling when you retire?
Can you celebrate Friday for Friday's sake?