I’m spending the day home with my cat and my husband, who is tucked away in his studio working.
The silence is a balm to my soul- no clashing noises, just the soothing song of the birds and the occasional snore of the cat.
I breathe deeply, feeling my shoulders relax. I have ignored the clock today and listened only to the rhythms of my body. I had a proper breakfast, no quick bowl of cereal this morning. I slowly sipped my coffee. I read the paper. I took a brief nap.
The knot in my gut is loosening. I pick up my journal and write for the first time in weeks. I stare at the roses still beautiful in their vase. I eat a little chocolate because it tastes good as it slowly melts on my tongue.
Because I am not rushed or hurried, my mind slows to crawl. I sit quietly and go inward. I feel free to meander through my thoughts and ideas.
I have no agenda or to-do list today. I left that on my desk at work. This is my bonus day, my gift to myself.