Friday, February 15, 2013
Is Lin in today?
It was one of those weeks. You know, where the work on my desk seemed never-ending and the projects laid on me boggled my mind and stretched the limits of my rusty skill set. Then mix in some wise-acre comments by co-workers--I was due for a morning of cat-petting and all but doing not much. The brain...and the body was fried.
There is something about having the house to yourself on these days. Nobody to answer to, nobody to do things for. The day is MINE and mine alone. I can do what I want...or not do a thing--it's all my choice. Okay, so the laundry pile whispers to me and the cats still poke me for treats all day....I can accomplish those feats and still maintain the calm.
Weekends aren't the same--those are scheduled days off. Most people have Saturdays and Sundays to do this sorta stuff. Nope. Mine is a full-fledged playing "hookey" day, so I feel like I'm getting away with something here--stealing these minutes and hours from those who demand from me, stickin' it to the "man", hiding from the world, and all that good stuff. It's glorious. And it should be mandatory at least once a month.
Don't tell anyone where I am, okay?