I woke up this morning thinking it was Monday. The alarm had not gone off, and my phone read 6:09 AM, an hour later than I usually get up. I rushed around, wondering if I had time for a bath and realizing I hadn’t put my meds in their organizer the night before.
And then I looked at my phone again and realized that it read Sunday, October 25.
I feel like life has given me a present. Another day to my weekend, another day to prep my NaNoWriMo entry, possibly go to the cafe and bounce ideas off my husband. Another day of relaxation. I feel like Ebenezer Scrooge when he woke up and realized he hadn’t missed Christmas after all.
What a reprieve! I think I’ll be grateful all day.