Yesterday was delightful, wonderful, absolutely fantastic. What did I do, you might ask? Nothing. That’s why it was amazing.
I took the day off work just because. Not because I had something to do, or somewhere to be, but just to have a day off. I’ve been so busy and worn thin lately, I just wanted a day all to me.
I still got up early, since the alarm went off for my husband to get ready for work. I like being up early, though. And in typical fashion, I couldn’t just sit around and do nothing all day, so I admit to some cleaning, but then I said “hell with it”, grabbed a book and a cozy blanket, and got comfy on the couch. I love to read, and I’ve had so little time to do it for a while now. So it was a much-needed luxury to just curl up and read in the peace and quiet of our home, scented candle flickering gently on the coffee table, birds singing outside, cats sprawled out stealing my blanket from me, like they always do.
Okay, so I admit to one appointment yesterday, but it was only a quick, in-and-out-in-no-time check-up on some work we had done in the house. The guy was right on time, which was nice, and as he was leaving, he told me, “You have a beautiful home.” That made my day. My husband and I worked our asses off to get this house, and we work hard to keep it nice, so I am immensely proud of all the compliments we get on our house.
When my husband got home, he asked me how my day off went, and I told him it was great. I really needed it. I feel calmer today, more rested. I know I still need to post about my football challenge, but today I am just basking in the residual happiness of my long-overdue day off!
Sweat & Sparkle 