I cannot tell you how happy I am that Friday is here and I have 2 days in which I do not have to cold call or worry about the next sale. Sure I will be thinking about it but there will be other things taking place. I am sitting here– perched on the edge of my bed, wearing a robe, my head impersonating Erika Badu, trying to motivate myself to finish my usual routine. My eyes hurt. I forgot to purchase or wash a pair of stockings. I have no clue what to wear. I spent the last 4 days wearing heels and my feet just want to go bare. I can’t— I have a presentation this afternoon that requires dressing to the nines. Oh dear, I truly do need the weekend. Perhaps I will spend the entire time in bed! That only works for me until about 8:00 am and the I feel lazy and self-hating. … Okay, I gotta move. The hands of the clock are not waiting for me.