Summer hours started last week. I go to work 1/2 hour earlier, leave 1/2 hour later and on Friday clock out at 12:30. It doesn’t seem like much, but it really is. Not that I am going anywhere Fridays since I have soccer, but it is nice to have all those extra hours lumped together into blissful me time. I don’t have to rush home to throw together and wolf down dinner (or more likely open the Chinese containers), maybe play some Wii and jump into bed so that I can get somewhere close to 8 hours of sleep. Writing this makes my life sound boring and stressful all at the same time… sometime I feel that way, which makes these Friday summer hours all the more important. I need to plan a long weekend away (which can be difficult because of the afore mentioned soccer.) The best part of living in NY can be getting away so that you can appreciate it all over again.