I Really Needed That

So, I finally did it. I've been saying for months how how I was going to do it, and yesterday I did. I couldn't be happier about it. I really think it was the best decision I've made in a long time.

I took a day off.

In the middle of the week.

I just miracled myself a nice long stretch of isolated beach, complete with a striped beach umbrella and a fruity drink, laid back in the nice warm sand and listened to Huey Lewis & The News' Greatest Hits on loop.

And the Universe didn't collapse in on itself or ANYTHING. Well, okay, there were a couple of little minor things that happened, but really I'm pretty pleased with how it all turned out. It's silly of me, I know, to worry about what will happen if I take a day off. I mean, I've created a well-oiled machine around here. Why, I took off most of the 16th Century; things are a bit more complicated now, so I probably couldn't disappear for decades at a time like I did then, but I bet everything would keep working for at least a couple of months. I'm just a bit of a control freak, so it's hard for me to admit that the Universe doesn't need me every second of every day.

Plus, I obviously know nothing will happen. But there's still that tiny part of me that wonders, "What if?"

But having a day off was a great way to recharge my batteries, destress a little bit. I'm really glad I did it. But now I'm back to workin' for a livin', livin' and a-workin'. I'm takin' what they're givin' 'cause I'm workin' for a livin'!