We all know that life is full of good days and bad days. And you have to be mindful of them constantly. You have to thank yourself for the bad days, just so you can be reminded of how truly great good days are. But, in the interim, every once in a while, you have to make sure to respect what I call, “Pajama Day.”
I don’t take enough of them as I should. I’ll be in this chair knitting day after day and life around me will pass me by. I wake, I knit, I eat, I knit, I bathe, I knit, I sleep…..thinking about what I’ll be knitting the next day. Every once in a while I decide to take Pajama Day. It’s an easy holiday to observe. But, it is a little self absorbed and selfish, which is exactly why it was designed. You self pamper in all manner possible, you disregard life around you for a moment, as you put on your favorite pajamas and allow yourself to recharge. I woke up this morning, and before I even had my first cup of coffee, I realized I needed to take a Pajama Day. I knew no cup of coffee was going to motivate me, so why fight it? So, today I’m playing a much needed hooky. No news programs, no documentaries.
Once the little bears in my shop are sold, I’m gonna head to Publix, throw some black eyed peas in the crock pot, put on my pajamas, plop on the couch, and watch a ton of “Marple” on Hulu. I’m gonna turn my phone and laptop off and not feel guilty about it. I’m not going to knit, I’m going to rest. I’m not even gonna write. Phillip is off to do some artwork in his own little space, and I’m sure Mario will crawl up in her own little hidden hole somewhere and tend to herself. (She likes to open cabinets and crawl inside….and yes, sometimes she closes the door behind her). So, I’ll be left alone for a day to just….relax in the best possible way. I’ll get a chance to recharge and break the daily routine that I do so adore, but should I hold onto it so strictly, I’m likely to not enjoy myself. And I do so enjoy this life I’ve been crafting. So, it’s been decided. I’m having Pajama Day. Just a day with me, some peas, a couple of grizzly Agatha Christie murders, and a soul quietly being recharged for the week ahead.
Love you all, talk to you tomorrow 🙂