A Day Off

Today I get to sleep in (although I have to go bed first to be able to do that). Today I don't have to be anywhere. Today I don't have any alarms. Today I don't have anyone calling my name, tugging on me, I don't have any work emails to send, I don't have to check in with anyone. Today is the first day since I've been back from our trip to France and England for Christmas and New Years respectively that I don't have anything on.

Except I do...I have piles and piles and I do mean piles of clothes waiting to be put away, I have Christmas decorations that need to be put away, a floor that needs to be vacuumed and sharked, toilet bowls that need a good clorox, a bed that is begging for clean, fresh sheets, a fridge that is desperate for a good scrub. But unlike other days when the thought of spending the day cleaning has left me feeling doomed, I feel quite positive about the day ahead.

I have a magnitude of things to accomplish today, and most likely I won't accomplish them all but the wonderful part about today is two fold: it's raining (I'll have to write about how thrilling the rain is and how utterly depressing the unseasonably warm spell California experienced just two weeks ago left me, sort of a reverse of the Seasonal Affective Disorder that many experience during the winter months) and I don't have any demands on me from outside sources, it's just me. Me and the loft.

I'm sure I'll be checking in a time or two on Facebook and the various blogs, it's not a good cleaning day without the daily interruptions and distractions that the internet offer and I do plan to sleep in to the fullest, which does mean I do need to get to bed.

Here's to a day for me :)

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