It's Friday, which means ...

I get to write.

I get to knit during my lunch break -- although knitting a sweater when it's 90 degrees may not be realistic.

I get to see my good friend Pierre for a drink at 6 pm.

I get to come home afterward to my fab husband and two beautiful cats.

I get to wake up to Saturday, which means ...

I get to go to the gym (which I really like to do).

I get to go to Maison Kayser (never been there before) and try one of their croissants.

I get ride my bike in the afternoon (if it's not raining).

I get to make a wonderful dinner.

I get to write some more, of course: the second story of The Pandora Chronicles.

Life is good.