When the boss called and said we were all getting the 26th off this year, we were ecstatic. An extra day of holiday? Fantastic! Now, what shall I do with my extra day?
When you work as much as I do, one of life’s sweetest rewards is simply taking a moment to just sit and relax. To do nothing – no phones, no email, no texts, no travel, no hair, no makeup, no fussy business clothes… Just keeping the couch from escaping the pull of gravity, all day, in my PJ’s. Ahh, it’s bliss! .... For about 15 minutes.
I admit: I’m terrible at sitting still. Never a game of “statue” has ever been won by yours truly. Even my massage therapist claims I am her worst “relaxer.” I suppose I just don’t have it in me to rest when I know there are at least 100 better things I could be doing with my time.
And, then, there’s the boys. Who can relax with two – make that 3, if you include my husband – wild animals roaming your home, who have the same compulsion to be busy-all-the-time as you do? They cannot be trusted. There are constant random thumps, and screams, and splashing sounds... they are certainly not at rest, so neither am I. Before I know it, I’m on my feet, chasing, playing, scolding, refereeing, tidying, cooking, cleaning, organizing, and completely blowing off a perfectly fine opportunity to couch vacation today.
And you know… it was the best extra day.
When you work as much as I do, one of life’s sweetest rewards is simply taking a moment to just sit and relax. To do nothing – no phones, no email, no texts, no travel, no hair, no makeup, no fussy business clothes… Just keeping the couch from escaping the pull of gravity, all day, in my PJ’s. Ahh, it’s bliss! .... For about 15 minutes.
I admit: I’m terrible at sitting still. Never a game of “statue” has ever been won by yours truly. Even my massage therapist claims I am her worst “relaxer.” I suppose I just don’t have it in me to rest when I know there are at least 100 better things I could be doing with my time.
And, then, there’s the boys. Who can relax with two – make that 3, if you include my husband – wild animals roaming your home, who have the same compulsion to be busy-all-the-time as you do? They cannot be trusted. There are constant random thumps, and screams, and splashing sounds... they are certainly not at rest, so neither am I. Before I know it, I’m on my feet, chasing, playing, scolding, refereeing, tidying, cooking, cleaning, organizing, and completely blowing off a perfectly fine opportunity to couch vacation today.
And you know… it was the best extra day.
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