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That Fickle Friday Feeling

The forty-hour work week kept same its firm streak, but aging held a revealing of different Friday feelings. Beginning work at eighteen, Monday became a wait thing, a crawl to Friday night’s scene when I was up for any of mostly everything with little sleep in between. Even when newlywed, Friday eve fun was weekend spread. Then came baby, mortgage a freedom shortage, endless yardage, garbage, cleaning and laundry bondage – all with no rules or stoppage. Friday lost all past flare as my present life tone shone it as a day for prayer: that once I got home I would be left alone to merge in silence rare with my reclining chair. ... CayCay Jennings March 4, 2018

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Line Gauthier

Date: 4/9/2018 4:36:00 PM

Back with my congrats. And I love the alliteration in the title, CayCay. (I am from Canada - feels like we live in igloos, year-round it feels today)

Rhoda Tripp

Date: 3/12/2018 7:48:00 PM

Congratulations on a fine win, My Dearest. Hugs and kisses and jumps up and down.

Sandra Haight

Date: 3/12/2018 9:13:00 AM

I love the contrast you so wonderfully express in your wonderful rhyming poem, CayCay! I can identify with your feelings so much way back when I was on that treadmill too. Congratulations on your fine win! Hugs, Sandra

Subimal Sinha-Roy

Date: 3/12/2018 1:09:00 AM

Congratulations on your great win, CayCay.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/11/2018 1:01:00 PM

- Congratulations on your winning poem, CayCay :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Silent One

Date: 3/11/2018 9:35:00 AM

I think many will relate to you CayCay, thank you for sharing your journey.. Congratulations on your placement..

Viv Wigley

Date: 3/5/2018 9:25:00 PM

I can relate, CayCay, since quitting work to be a carer, every day is the same. A fine write, good luck ! Viv x

Caycay Jennings
Date: 3/9/2018 9:14:00 AM

The more sameness - the more years fly so it is a good thing you've shaken up life by becoming a furniture builder and cat entertainer. Poetry hugs ... CayCay

Leanne Lovejoy-Burton

Date: 3/4/2018 2:15:00 PM

I'd like to retire, but I doubt that will ever happen. Good luck with the contest.

Caycay Jennings
Date: 3/4/2018 2:19:00 PM

Anything can and does happen. I hope you get the retirement you'd like. Take care ... CayCay

Carole Duet

Date: 3/4/2018 12:34:00 PM

A perfect description of how our Fridays change as responsibility engulfs our lives. GL in the contest, CayCay. And, I love the title.

Caycay Jennings
Date: 3/4/2018 2:19:00 PM

Hey, cutie - I spoke Friday truth as I have known it! Unless it is a three-day weekend when you're a Mom and homemaker, there truly isn't much downtime. Reading Erma Bombeck used to help me a lot, she was so darned funny. Good to see you ... CayCay

Line Gauthier

Date: 3/4/2018 9:12:00 AM

I love your poem, CayCay. And like most people, can totally relate. Now retired, weekends are when I fight to stay indoors.

Caycay Jennings
Date: 3/4/2018 11:11:00 AM

It is true, isn't it? When kids come, it is like, 'what weekend? oh, laundry, grocery shopping, cleaning - yepper, had a blast with all that and I'm thoroughly rested!' Sometimes I think I may have manifested my own disability by resenting the clock up my %$^ for so many years! Anyway, hears to humor - especially when shared. Poetry hugs ... CayCay (r u in US, somewhere warm?)

Daniel Turner

Date: 3/4/2018 8:40:00 AM

EXCELLENT!!! CayCay, I'm certain anyone who has ever been a parent will relate to this poem immensely. Good luck sweetie.

Caycay Jennings
Date: 3/4/2018 11:08:00 AM

Hey, Sweetie - good to see you especially because life has been so roughly hectic as of late that I feel I've let you down. I have numerous super hero undies that I've made sure to adorn each day, but, sadly, life has still been a soap opera on a Friday cliffhanger. Don't give up on me, that's my job, k? Like it or not, I'm imagining you with a smile. Hugs ... CayCay

Carol B.

Date: 3/4/2018 8:11:00 AM

I can so relate to this poem. Most Friday evenings I fight to stay awake past 9:00 pm. I enjoyed this poem. Have a great day! :)

Caycay Jennings
Date: 3/4/2018 11:14:00 AM

Can't tell you how many times on a Friday night I couldn't even gather the strength to wash off my mascara. It's bad enough that my energy peaked one month in my 30s and its been a push since! Glad you related, I'm enjoying the comedy on this page. Take good care, Sweetie ... CayCay