Wednesday, April 08, 2009
Today was beautiful. I wanted to spend the entire day parked in my lounge chair, sitting on a beach somewhere, digging my toes in the sand, soaking up the rays, listening to tropical steel drum music, sipping sugar-free/virgin/pink/foo-foo drinks with umbrellas, snacking on fancy appetizers that someone else prepared. Unfortunately I had to work, just like every other day. Big sigh.
I often wonder if a woman has ever had a real day off. By a day off I mean a day where all you do is your own personal hygiene. Nothing more. No cooking, cleaning, laundry, grocery shopping, chauffeuring, problem solving, cleaning up messes, listening to whining, breaking up fights,....................on and on. I really can't recall ever having a day like that. Even when I'm on vacation and that's about the closest I have ever come to it.
I would like to think that someday I may get to experience a real day off. It's something to look forward to. A lofty goal.