Today was the kind of day I love. I don’t have to go to work (outside the home anyway) and it is frigid outside (not as bad as yesterday but I hate the cold). It is the perfect day to pull on the house sweats, the slippers you never show guests, and the torn sweatshirt that only the cat would love. All this to sit around the house, putter, clean, have a nap, do some work, have another cat nap. Somewhere in the midst of this to look outside basking in the sun, nice , warm and quiet. That is what I call a day. All by myself… (Ok everybody sing :0)
It is a day for not looking at the clock and racing to the next appointment or obligation. It is for doing what you feel like doing not what you have to do.

These days come far to rarely because not only do you need the time to be, but you also need to stop thinking, worrying, fixating, being hurried, staying angry, being frustrated, and any other ‘rat race’ emotion that takes over our lives and forces it sharp teeth into our souls.

It is my day in the sun with a good book, a great cup of coffee, some good food and the cat. Ahhhhhh! regeneration of the mind.
I think I will go fix myself a drink…