TGIF

TGIF. Literally.

There are many things to thank God for on Fridays, I find. I love Fridays. When I'm working in between children, I usually work a half day or a full day on a Friday. That way, every day has a pleasant TGIF feeling about it.

And when I say TGIF, I mean literally, T. the real G. that I.F.

You see, I often am struck by how blessed I am to live in a country where a girl can be educated. I am very thankful for that, and I am also thankful that I made it through school and university, events which stun me afresh each time I get to pondering.

I am thankful for my first terrible job which taught me how to duck and weave through the minefield of middle management. It taught me that if you have several different bosses, quietly clarifying Boss A's unreasonable requests with Boss B can be a bad idea. It taught me that Boss A and Boss B could possibly be in a relationship with each other. It taught me never to discount possibilities like that simply because Boss A and Boss B are both women.

I am thankful for my second wonderful job in which I got plenty of practise in the basic skills of my profession, and had the opportunities to work with brilliant colleagues, inspirational school staff and to attend some wonderful professional development.

I am thankful for my first job in a private practice where I learned about running my own small business. I worked with some wonderful, generous, helpful therapists, and will always be in their debt.

And now I am thankful to join a new practice a short walk from my new home in my new town. Fridays are again quite wonderful. After a day of using my brain to its potential in my magnificent new practice, I walk home to my house (which seems cleaner and tidier than when I left it although it isn't,) and my children (who seem happier and calmer and nicer-smelling than when I left them although they're pretty much the same,) and my husband (who seems a little more dashingly handsome than when I left him, which is WOW because did you see him before?) and there in the slow cooker is a half-leg of lamb slowly simmering in gravy and vegetables.

On Fridays I am reminded of so many things I need to be thankful for.