I’m a little bit emotionally hungover today because we were part of a huge retirement celebration for our pastor and her husband yesterday. It was all very lovely and bittersweet, and as is usually the case for things like this, the event brought a lot of people together who hadn’t all been in the same room in a long time. It was wonderful and terrible, and today I’m hanging out in bed for the most part.
I’ve needed a day like today - a day when I can just shirk most of my responsibilities and lay around in my bathrobe like a high society woman with zero problems. Sure, there’s a giant rip in my robe that I haven’t bothered to mend. It’s also covered in coffee stains (and I think paint for some reason?) and it’s the bathrobe that my sister had when she was in high school that I then stole from her when she graduated and that was…. almost 20 years ago?
BUT I STILL FEEL FANCY AF.
Did I wake up and eat cheez-its while I made coffee? Yes.
Did I spend a dumb about of time telling The Mr how cute our dogs are? Definitely.
Have I gotten any work done? You’re reading it.
And you know what? It has been perfect.
So, today I hope you put your nasty robe on and do the same. Call in sick if you have to. You deserve it. We all do.