My favorite thing about a day off work? No kids? Not preparing for math class? No Para yapping my ear off every second for seven hours a day? Not having to do massage after getting of my real job? Nope! Sleeping in. (That and getting to work on the books, and work out, of course.) I remember hating sleeping. While I still hate naps and going to bed, I love not getting up at six. I slept until ten this morning. While I hate missing so much of the morning, I love feeling rested. Beautiful. Increases my sanity. Not to a full level, sadly, but it such as hell helps! Three whole days of sleeping-in, doing some massages, working out, writing, and seeing what trouble I can get into. Beautiful times three.
Oh and a long, long walk with the dogs!
Look at that—a positive post!
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