“Often when you think you’re at the end of something, you’re at the beginning of something else.” Fred Rogers
This quote applies well to Fridays. For many, Fridays signal the end of the work week, and it’s always in the same place sandwiched between Thursday and Saturday right near the end of the calendar week. Friday’s arrival comes with a sense of relief, accomplishment, and anticipation. There is a reason why we say TGIF, because Fridays are a great reminder of new beginnings.
Early on in my career, I learned two things: hire slow and fire fast, and hire Monday and fire Friday. I religiously practiced both. When I didn’t apply the first, I eventually practiced the second. I once worked somewhere where I had to fire a lot of people. It was there I learned the real logic behind “Fire Friday, Hire Monday”. A termination is physically and emotionally disruptive to the organization. Firing on Friday allows the impact to sit over the weekend, dulling it some by the time work resumes Monday. On the other hand, firing on a Monday, lets the impact linger all week. There’s no breathing room from it. Having been on the flipside of that coin, I once arrived at work on Monday morning to learn it was my last day. Regardless that I wanted to jump ship the first week, it still sucks. If I had any say in that matter, I’d prefer it had been done the Friday before. Getting fired on a Monday really kills the week. Your whole support system is unavailable. And you just wallow in your sorrow.
Thank God for Fridays. It’s hard to believe that it is already the third Friday of January. Happy New Year wishes are now absent from emails and such. I’ve written my share of checks using 2017 and this week without error I used 2018. Eight months from now, I’ll be celebrating a birthday. 2018 is
Friday’s really are a great bridge. I used to save everything up for Fridays. That started almost four years ago when I saw my therapist every Friday morning. For nearly a year and a half, every Friday I’d review the previous week and start to look ahead. The release that came as a result, was joyful and that appointment was typically followed by a walk with two friends. Interestingly enough, as the need for regular therapy subsided, I started to go the 6 a.m. yoga class on Fridays. The group of usual suspects quickly became a beloved staple every week. Writing this today helped me realize that my Friday is the equivalent of others Sunday.
Why? One obvious reason is custody. My daughter spends every other weekend with her father, and Fridays signal an end to our week together. Another reason is Friday has become my day of taking stock of my gratefuls, thankfuls, regrets, do-overs, and bygones.
Without belaboring the point, this week I am grateful for:
- My daughter’s increasing flexibility to deal with situations that previously would have crippled her confidence
- New and friends alike, both groups bring me joy and challenge me to grow, I’m especially grateful for two walks with friends on sunny days this week
- Advanced Improv started, with some of my old classmates and some new ones, and a shared and newfound sense of confidence on stage because we graduated!
- Positive point of view on life in general
I could write a short story on my week and include all the regrets, do-overs, and bygones, but they would all land under grateful and thankful. I’m not sure if I sniffed something in 2018 that’s keeping my outlook rosy, but thus far every experience that I’d assume at its face value should be categorized as negative has had a silver lining.
For example, I didn’t get a job that I interviewed for last month. On paper, I was a great fit. But, that’s where it ended. And I’m ok with that. Because as I wrote the other day that fit is the most important thing to me, someone in the human resource department was hitting send on the email: Thanks for your interest, but we are going a different direction. Silver lining: I’d done it before. It was a good job, but it would hardly make me uncomfortable and that’s a prerequisite for growth.
Maybe this outlook is the result of the life lesson from Improv: Applying yes, and … I’m not sure, but I’m not going to question it. I’m going to accept it. And on this Friday, like the Fridays behind and before it, I’m looking forward to finding what “something else” is about begin.