I’m off work today, because I seriously needed a Mental Health Day.  (Seeeeeeeeeriously, judging from yesterday’s Grand Display of Idiocy and Illiteracy, which is too stupid and embarrassing to even go into, but suffice it to say that I’m pretty sure my coworkers think I’ve totally lost my marbles, like for reals this time.)  My workload has been crazy busy for the last several weeks, but yesterday seemed to mark a temporary end to the insanity so when I noticed that (last Wednesday) I put in for a vacation day.

And ever since my boss approved the time off, I’ve been waiting for the disaster.  Because nothing in my life is ever that easy, and inevitably something happens when I plan for a day off.  It’s like the universe is trying to keep me from recharging my batteries.  Miss T has had the sniffles all week, then I found out on Monday (the day from hell, OMFG) that a kid in her class has chicken pox.  So I assumed that would be The Thing that kept me from having a day to myself.  And if this whole paragraph doesn’t make me sound like a selfish bitch, I don’t know what does.  But really now.  One day to myself, that’s all I ask!  One day to sit on my ass and do whatever I want, whenever I want to.

However, to my great surprise, so far so good.  It’s hard to type with my fingers crossed, but as of this very moment (11:48 a.m., CST) the only thing out of the ordinary that’s happened has been the mysterious beeping of our home security system.  That started last night, and it’s beyond strange when you consider the fact that we’ve lived in this house for 3 and a half years and the security system has never been activated in all that time.  Anyway, Joe the Security Guy told me that there’s no telling what new “trouble” there is with the system, but he gave me the magical code to make it shut up.

Blah, this post is very rambly and boring, and besides, I’ve got lots of laziness (and laundry, unfortunately) to accomplish today so I better wrap it up.

Happy Wednesday!