Today is the day. I have decided. Yep. Today, I am taking the morning off. I was going to run to the gym before running off to hours of choir rehearsal and then running to a whole afternoon and evening of work. But nope, today, I am taking the morning off.
It was kind of a late-in-the-game decision last night as I got ready for bed. I stood looking at my planner, going over the day to come in my head. I could feel myself getting tired just thinking about everything that needed to happen, all the places that needed running around to.
So I said, “Nope! No gym! I’m taking the morning off!”
I still have to go to choir rehearsal and then work, but at least by staying home from the gym, I feel like I have exponentially decreased the hectic quality of my day. Don’t worry, I won’t be all blobby and lazy – I’ve got a fair bit of much-needed stretching in mind.
But for the moment, enshrined in a blanket, fingers wrapped around a steaming mug of tea, I feel like whispering to the robins out on the early morning lawn, “Hey, big news! I’m taking the morning off!”