a temporary hiatus

in the midst of all the craziness we call life...
is wonderful.


today was such a day. i had plans, make no mistake. i stayed home from school, partly because it is ridiculous not to have today off when we have tomorrow off, and partly because i just couldnt stand going. aaannnd partly because i woke up feeling very slightly nauseous (emphasis on the very slightly).
but i did plan to clean. do my homework. clean the house. but if i tallied up what i did today? its pretty ridiculous. one load of laundry. dishes. started a grocery list. cleaned off some of the island, even though that is cluttered again. all that in a 9 hour period? because yes, i got out of bed at noon, and today is one of the very few days i actually feel rested. wow, becca. i am extremely accomplished. warning: sarcasm afoot.

and yet. i dont feel bad, like i should. i feel like i kind of deserved a day off. or needed it. i feel like now, with one rest day behind me, i can actually start to get some of the things that i've been putting off, done. recharged batteries, maybe? a temporary hiatus might be necessary for my survival once in a while, i think. isnt that the concept of a vacation, too? not for MY family, by any means, but for normal people. a temporary hiatus? sounds like a good idea to me.

now only to convince my mother...