A day off.
A DAY OFF!
I HAVE ONE!
A DAY OFF!
I worked for a week. And then I flew away to Vegas and Sactown. And then I got home, opened my suitcase, dumped my clothes on the floor and went to work for eight days straight. And then TODAY I have my first day off.
We are going wine tasting to celebrate. And perhaps after some wine, the pile of clothes that is the bedroom will not seem quite so daunting. And the to do list of paper projects will seem exciting.
TODAY is for celebrating.
TOMORROW is for tackling TO-DO lists.
Yeeeehaw.