Yesterday I just could not bring myself to go to work and with the dawning of a new year and a new supply of sick-days, I decided to call in sick and take a mental-health day from the office and all of its daily drama.
Instead, I blissfully went back to bed, reset my alarm clock for and then started my day with sun! Normally I only get to rise with sunshine on the weekends, so this was a wonderful treat. I then proceeded to have a wonderful day playing 50’s housewife, and let me tell all you fellow modern girls out there something…. I LOVED IT! It will probably sound so incredibly boring to you, then again – maybe not, but I so enjoyed buzzing around the house accomplishing tasks I just couldn’t squeeze into our busy weekend, and with next weekend promising to start right after we finish work on Friday, there was simply no hint I would or could possibly get caught up in time without the day off from work yesterday.
So with two little furry delights as my shadows (my boys of course our female cat could careless about any of us until of course it is movie night, and then she will play musical laps all night purring very enthusiastically and acting so pathetically love starved), I managed to loaded the dishwasher and cycle through all the laundry, including the linens, prepped and started dinner (chicken and white bean casserole), fixed and refrigerated lunch for Mitch and I to enjoy upon his getting home, posted an add for the car we are trying to sell, found and ordered the perfect necklace for Janet’s early graduation next month, tidied up the house, and took out all the trash and recycling for Mitch (normally one of his chores). All in all, by the time I sat down for lunch with Mitch at , it dawned on me I had managed to be on my feet all day, and instead of feeling drained and exhausted, like I would have if I had gone to the office, I felt wonderfully productive and very happy with all I had accomplished.
In fact, it all got me to thinking, I mean short of greeting Mitch at the door in a lovely house dress and kitten heals with a cocktail in hand for his unwinding pleasure, I got to experience what the 50’s housewife life was like yesterday, and the really funny thing was, come this morning I was already thinking of all I could accomplish and be busy with yet again today, that is, if I could afford to play hooky again… and a part of me started longing to be the stay at home mom who gets to juggle all of that and more.
Nesting I guess…
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