I’m not entirely convinced that today was Friday. Or maybe it was multiple Fridays, all stacked up on top of each other. It was a slow day, whatever it was.
In the lobby of our office building yesterday morning, they were handing out small flower pots, complete with wildflower seeds, in celebration of Earth Day. Which, for some reason, they seemed convinced — to the point of having made up a sign to declare this — was April 21st. Earth Day is, in fact, today, April 22nd — but maybe they just assumed, and not wrongly, that there wouldn’t be enough people in the office on the Friday before Easter, and so they just decided to move things up a day early. I didn’t get a free pot myself, which was sort of disappointing; a guy was still setting them up when I arrived at the office yesterday morning, and by the time I went downstairs for lunch, he and his table were gone. But the whole thing lent today a slight air of confusion: if Earth Day was on a Friday, and the buildings owner was convinced yesterday was the day in question…well, you can see how today might not feel like a proper Friday.
But it’s Easter weekend, and it finally does feel properly like a Friday — albeit one very rapidly approaching its conclusion. I’m looking forward to a nice meal with the family, colored eggs and candy, the whole shebang.
No three- or four-day weekend for me, I’m afraid, but it should be a nice one nonetheless.
