Happiness is a lazy Sunday at home.
I had a chat with Scout before bed on Saturday night, explaining that mental and physical exhaustion is real for those of us who have to earn a living and keep up with adult responsibilities. He will never know this first hand because he's a cat and I work hard to earn money to give him the life he thinks he deserves.
He listened carefully and, instead of being the 3 a.m. rapscallion we all know he can be, he chose a gentler path that allowed me to sleep. In fact, he let me sleep past ten, something that hasn't happened since the last time I was sick.
He is a kind and giving soul.
The rest of the day consisted of laundry, dishes, comfort food, Christmas movies, reading and a phone call from a friend. That about covers it and I was glad for a quiet day to do next to nothing. If not for that phone call, I might have even taken a nap.
We all need that quiet day occasionally. Our bodies weren't intended to be on the go all the time and our minds weren't designed to be active for every waking minute of the day. Errands will wait. The house can stay dirty. That Facebook message needn't be answered. One day won't matter but your body will reward you for the rest.
Don't believe me? Try it and see what happens.
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