I am sitting in my living room at 130 on a Friday, the door open, the TV on, and feeling incredibly guilty because I’m not at work. It isn’t like I’m playing hooky or anything, I’m billed in as taking 4 vacation hours so that I can attend a family reunion this evening. I’m not even busy at work, it just feels weird having the rest of this beautiful day off while everyone else is working.
I really do need to get over my guilt complex issues and just say to hell with it. I know this. Easier said than done, though!
I’m off to clean house, shower, and pack before heading west! Have a happy Friday!