It's always friday

When I worked friday was always my favourite day, since retiring I feel as though every day's a Friday. Isn't life great.

I'm still working, so the days that come around too quickly, are the days that I have to do double shifts. I love Fridays as I don't usually work them. The problem is that they go by too quickly.

Friday for me. It's the weekly shopping day. We come back from the supermarket, unload the car and put said shopping away in cupboard and fridge/freezer. Then its the long anticipated glass of wine (Or two!) and maybe a few nibbles. Love our routine we've settled into over the years and, although I've retired and could shop when I like, Friday still seems special to me. OH still works so we still look forward to Friday as we have the weekend together to look forward to.

It seems to me that the Friday big shop tradition (?) is waining. My DD seems to only 'big shop' every month or so and is always running out of supplies and having to rush out and buy groceries willy nilly. I couldnt be so disorganised - I may have to pop to the local shop for milk and bread but we plan every days meal while we do the Friday shop.

Cherrytree59...... It could be that people anticipate dread or happy events in different ways. Someone actually once said 'Time flies when you're having fun" ....and for someone enduring intense, physical pain, it's likely that time would pass more slowly.

...but this was more about Friday's happening too often these days, or something to that effect....

That difference between our ever increasing chronological age and a stationary unit of time, is a gap that only grows wider as we get older. That might explain why one week, (relative to our ever increasing age), would feel shorter and happen much faster for a 60 year old than say, a 25 year old.

To your question: As I said, people anticipate joy or fear differently. Perhaps others here can provide additional insight.

The only constant we have,like many others, is bin day. Getting older has been likened to the toilet roll effect, new roll, takes longer to get to the same place, old roll, same spot comes round far more quickly, or something to that effect!

Thursday.

Wednesday when I have the children and have to think what to give them to eat!

We are going zip lining in wales in the spring and I'm doing a road trip in Canada with my son then as well so thats a plan! I agree actually because when we in oz in march, the days were beautifully long and slow, it's the normal days that rush

I read something about this recently.The answer is to do as many new things as possible ( to slow down the feeling of time passing quickly.) The brain doesn't have to work to process familiar things, routines, it doesn't have to think about danger etc. So time passes pleasantly but quickly, but if doing something very different, it has to be a busy bunny processing all it encounters.?

What, that often?

Can I start a petition to have Christmas every other year?

Ain't that the truth Cherrytree

Willa can you please tell me if your theory can also explain why something that you long for takes forever and a day.
Whilst something you dread is upon you in no time at all?

Everyday is Saturday to me, now.

Gee menopause, what a lovely place to live and I envy you walking the dog so chillin.
I like my mornings my h and I are retired. I get up about 6.30 feed the cat and have a cup of tea while watching BBC news. My own quite time.

Here's my 'pseudo-scientific two cent's worth' ......

To a seven year old, a three month summer school break feels like one year. To my seventy one year old self, three years feels like one month. So the older we get, the more time seems to shrink in relative proportion to our time spent.

Einstein's theory of relativity might hold the explanation for all of this, but I never understood most of it anyway. I'm guessing (theoretically of course), that if one could exceed the usual allotment of ~100 years and live way, way longer, time would continue to shrink relative to that longer lifespan.

Live long enough and time could eventually shrink very close to zero or perhaps stand still or disappear altogether... and then what?

Of course none of this makes any practical sense, because it's the kind of stuff I think about when I lay awake at 4 a.m!

I find that when I do my best to savor the (good) days, hours, moments as they come along, they seem to last longer!

Always Monday here. Used to be because I worked full time, but now it's because the GC arrive for pre-school time so parents can get into work early.

It's always window cleaner day in our house. Our lovely window cleaner who has been cleaning our windows every 6 weeks for the last 25 years or so, arrives at our house on the dot of 8.00 am we either have to scrabble quickly out of bed or I have to tell DH to pull down the blinds in the bathroom. I then go downstairs and have to go down the garden, whatever the weather and undo the back gate. Then I make our W.C. a cup of tea and sort out a biscuit, then find his money. DH usually chats to him whilst he has his tea. And so it goes on.

The way things are at present the bin bags going out Thursday night are the one fixed thing in the week!

My joy is to wake up and wonder what day it is!

It always seems to be a Wednesday in our house as Thursday is"bin day". It comes round so quickly I am always shouting to my DH bin day tomorrow & he rushes to put it out as we are going to bed. We have to make sure it is the right bin as we have black bin(rubbish) one week and blue bin (recycling) alternate weeks

My weeks seem to be Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Monday, Monday, Monday ( with a Saturday thrown in every few months ) .

I agree with Alima - it isn't a particular day of the week, but the way that time just seems to gallop by. DH is fed up of hearing me say "I don't know where this year has gone." We used to have a school and holiday routine with GS but all that changed this year. DD has not had to work for the whole of the school holiday, much of which they have been away, so our routine has been completely blown out of the water, and will be for some time to come I think.

H ad I were discussing this with D last week. She works in the holiday park industry and H and I were saying where has the children's six week holiday gone, it's flown. D was quick to disagree and said they were all on their knees and next week couldn't come soon enough. We are both retired and as Alima says we no longer need to wish time away.
I think Friday is my day too. H and I go food shopping and have lunch out and I sometimes think 'is it that time again already'

How I agree Trisher. The weeks are definitely getting shorter, and birthdays more frequent! ??