Casual Friday

I wake up a little later than usual because it's Friday. Slightly more rested, and more than slightly anticipating the weekend ahead, I roll out of bed and shower. There's a spring in my step because it's Friday. It's casual Friday.

I dry my hair and put on make-up. I pick out a shirt, necklace. I spray perfume.

I shimmy into my favorite jeans.

I drive to work and stop at Starbucks for my coffee because it's Friday. It's my special treat - a latte, or just a cup of coffee with a shot of cinnamon dolce.

I pull into the parking lot and parents are in line dropping off their children. Their goodbye is my hello. I walk down to my classroom feeling happy and confident because it's Friday, and I'm wearing my favorite jeans.

There's a full length mirror in my classroom. I steal looks, even though I feel vain doing so. A little glance from the side - a little twist. I'm in my jeans, it's Friday - only a few more hours and I can be Kate instead of Mrs. C.

It's a typical day. Someone swears and I send them to the office. Someone has a meltdown and we have to talk in the hallway about something that happened at recess. A broken violin string. A bow that won't tighten. Someone drops their rosin on the floor. They go to the bathroom, they go to the nurse, they go to the bubbler. They ask questions, they give answers. I can handle it all. I'm comfortable. I'm confident. I'm wearing my favorite jeans and there's only an hour and a half left.

I get home before my husband because it's Friday. I don't have private lessons. I don't change my clothes when I get home because I'm already comfortable in my jeans.

I roll out pizza dough, pour wine and set the table.

I see headlights coming up the driveway.

Dennis comes in and starts the weekend with me - he's wearing his jeans today too.

A little something new I'm trying - I'm participating in "The Sunday Creative" as an attempt to stretch my creative wings and put some of myself in print and out to the public.


This week's prompt...
Denim