On Fridays, I don't go to school. And I don't go to work.
I stay home. I still have work to do, but I do it at a desk in front of a big window, with a dog sleeping beside me.
I listen to music (like Great Good Fine Ok), I might bake, and I do laundry. Loads and loads of laundry. Sometimes I nap. I hang out with my housemates (dog and husband).
This afternoon, we might go see a movie. Maybe we'll bike to the Distillery. Or grab lunch somewhere. Maybe we'll go watch the game at a pub, or maybe we'll stay home and try to survive the stress together.
Any way I look at it, today is a gift.
I have a full week next week, and this past one was full of job stress. I have had a cold for approximately 7 weeks (I am not even kidding you, folks). But today the sun is shining, and I'm allowed to say no to the things that are adding stress, and a resounding yes to the people and activities I love.
Fridays are a gift, and sometimes they're a gift I turn down, letting fear and stress tell me I'm not allowed to relax, I'm not allowed to have fun and put off work for a little while.
But the thing about gifts, especially the gift of rest, is that it can't be earned. Rest is something we need, something we take, something we enjoy - not when everything is finally done, but when it's simply time to rest.
I stay home. I still have work to do, but I do it at a desk in front of a big window, with a dog sleeping beside me.
I listen to music (like Great Good Fine Ok), I might bake, and I do laundry. Loads and loads of laundry. Sometimes I nap. I hang out with my housemates (dog and husband).
This afternoon, we might go see a movie. Maybe we'll bike to the Distillery. Or grab lunch somewhere. Maybe we'll go watch the game at a pub, or maybe we'll stay home and try to survive the stress together.
Any way I look at it, today is a gift.
I have a full week next week, and this past one was full of job stress. I have had a cold for approximately 7 weeks (I am not even kidding you, folks). But today the sun is shining, and I'm allowed to say no to the things that are adding stress, and a resounding yes to the people and activities I love.
Fridays are a gift, and sometimes they're a gift I turn down, letting fear and stress tell me I'm not allowed to relax, I'm not allowed to have fun and put off work for a little while.
But the thing about gifts, especially the gift of rest, is that it can't be earned. Rest is something we need, something we take, something we enjoy - not when everything is finally done, but when it's simply time to rest.
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