I am playing hooky today. Not from work—I have permission for the day off.
I’m playing hooky from all the things that have obligations attached to them.
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I have a very long list of things I’m supposed to be doing. There’s the on-line social networking I’m supposed to keep up with. There’s editing on the novel I was working on. There’s the email that needs to be sent to people I promised I’d contact. There are the phone calls. There’s the grocery shopping. There’s the house-cleaning. There are the chores of daily life.
There’s some kind of freedom in abandoning them for a day without guilt.
Today, I cooked breakfast and had several cups of coffee and sat in the floor with my computer. I watched the sunrise out my front window. I played with the dogs and the cat. I read. I watched some downloaded episodes of TV shows I’ve missed. I worked on a craft project. I napped. I took a bubble bath. I cooked a nice dinner.
That’s it. Nothing else. And when the guilt tried to creep in as I realized my email inbox was growing to dangerous levels, I shooed it off.
For one day, I needed to take refuge from obligations.
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