Yesterday I called in sick to work. I was sick. Sort of. I had some GI issues and I’ll leave it at that. Nothing too unpleasant, just uncomfortable. And I needed to sleep in. And clean my bathrooms. And do laundry.
Which is exactly what I did. And you know, despite the fact that I’m not house proud, I enjoyed every minute of it. Including the 2 hours I spent scrubbing down the bathrooms.
I don’t know why, but I’m much more productive on my “sick” days than I am on the weekends. On “sick” days I generally don’t mess around on the internet (that’s saved for work ha hahaha!) and I don’t often knit, unless I’m under a deadline. Turns out, I don’t mind cleaning the house and I and I enjoy making fiddly dips and breads when my time is my own. I even like ironing and weeding the garden. I know the cat REALLY likes it when I’m home.
For a long time now, DH and I have discussed me not working a full week. I have always been on board with this and would happily work three days a week, although it looks like four days will be the way it goes when it does come to pass. Unfortunately, with a pay cut and starting a fundraising campaign at work, it’s not going to be feasible this year. Or next year for that matter.
But it will happen. I am already dreaming of the things I will get done. I’ll have a clean house, an organized home office and I will even have time to sew again. I also imagine that my freezer will be stocked with soups and casseroles and home made breads. I will finally have time to spend with my nieces and I hope to read books again. Maybe even catch up on that huge stack of magazines and cookbooks I have beside my bed.
But then again, maybe I’ll just sit my self down and knit on my days off.
Good luck with that! I’m “retired” and still can’t keep up. I’m taking a printmaking course this week and the bright side of the mess this place is in is that I realize that I am not quite as ineffectual as I feel – like the old joke about the housewife who showed her husband “what she did all day” by, one day, not doing it.
I vote for knitting. No need to make the rest of us looks like slackers. Not that I need any help in that department.
I clean just enough to keep the television cameras away. My daughter is the worst slob in the world and I see no need in wasting knitting time cleaning something she is just going to mess up moments later. Why doesn’t she clean up after herself, you ask? Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
I love “sick” days – I call them mental health days… !
I also (not to make anyone raging jealous) love my new job where I put in a little extra every day all winter long and then for 13 glorious weeks a year I only have to work 3 days — and yes, most of those 13 weeks fall during the summer !! Totally awesome but I think the fall is going to be a bit rough – back to 5 days and 40 hour weeks…. we can all dream of better schedules though…