When I was still a member of the work force, that phrase was so meaningful! The last day of the work week had arrived; for two whole days I could sleep in, wear my jeans or my jammies, and walk around barefoot! It seemed like heaven.
Now...three years into retirement, the phrase has lost it's appeal. What had to wait until Saturday or Sunday can now happen any day of the week! Don't get me wrong--that's not a bad thing! I have no desire to return to the working class any time soon! I do miss the income, however; being retired comes with increased medical expenses, (no, Medicare does not pay for everything!), increased leisure time and less cash with which to enjoy it!
I'm sure there are some retirees out there who planned better than I; who never went through a divorce (34 years ago), remarried (30 years ago), got laid off from their job (more than once over the years), and went through bankruptcy (20 years ago), and who planned well and are enjoying their "golden years" in ease and comfort.
I'm not complaining, mind you. I am fortunate that after both Mr. Eva and I lost our jobs 20 years ago, I was able to secure gainful employment again and build up a 401K with a company which also entitled me to a small pension, so we're not just hanging on by the skin of our teeth with only social security to sustain us. We are not short of the necessities, and are able to occasionally enjoy some extras like a nice dinner out or a movie, and a trip every couple of years.
My concern is for those who are still working and living for T.G.I.F. I do hope you are planning ahead, more than I did. Retirement seemed so far away and intangible when I was in my working phase. I didn't give a huge amount of thought to the future, other than when I started that 401K, I increased my contribution to it every time I received a raise. I thankful I did that, because things would be bleak today without it!
Unfortunately, most of us are too soon old and too late smart!