Today I took a sick day from The Job.
I wasn't sick.
In fact, I woke up feeling great because I knew I didn't have to go to The Office.
I felt wonderful.
I wasn't stressed.
The migraine I've been dealing with all week was gone.
I was, in a word, HAPPY.
And yet, I still e-mailed The Boss and said "I'm taking a sick day. Have a great weekend."
Do I feel guilty about taking a sick day when there wasn't anything wrong with me?
Not even a little bit.
After all, I AM sick of my office and all the nonsense that has been happening there for months.
That counts, right?
My job makes me sick. :)
So how did I spend my non-sick sick day?
I took Olivia to her golf lesson and watched her practice her chipping skills.
I ran some errands with my sister.
And, I spent three hours at the pool with my family.
We had a great time swimming, hanging out, eating ice cream.
It was the perfect non-sick sick day.