Today could not have come soon enough. ‘That Friday feeling’ being somewhat amplified by its also being the first pay day since, well, since a long time ago.
But ‘TFI Friday’ jokes aside, how many people are only happy at work on a Friday?
Every day, every second, life is rocketing past us at an alarming rate. I am concerned that it is going faster and faster. Remember the days when 6 summer weeks seemed like an eternity?
Perhaps life speeds up as we grow older to get us ready for take-off, if you know what I mean.
So why, if life is rocketing by, aren’t we doing all in our power to have lives that are successful, happy, fulfilled and packed with adventure?
A friend of mine - reasoned, rational and in a well-paid professional job - emailed me this week, subject line ‘Resign?’
She hated her situation, woke up at 4am worried sick and was desperately miserable.
I sent her this picture. Are you happy?
I wish I’d remembered the story of a young guy who once worked as a runner in an advertising firm. One day he said to his manager that he was leaving. When asked why, he told them ‘I’m going to be a drummer.’
The manager said to him, ‘I didn’t know you played the drums.’ He replied, ‘I don’t, but I’m going to.’
A few years later that advertising runner played in a band with Eric Clapton, and it was called Cream. The man’s name was Ginger Baker.
He changed something and, most people would agree, got the Friday Feeling.
