I couldn’t do it, Oppo. Can I blame the heat?
I woke up today in a bad mood with this forecast. I know this is nothing to our own Skychismo, but it is too hot for Vespa or Sunchaser, and that makes me blue. I really don’t want to go outside. So I am being lazy and did not go to work. Friday, we head to the coast for Labor Day, and hopefully a beer woth CaptDale is in my future.
I think Toby approves, but he does look a bit disappointed. I made a few calls, halfheartedly answered some emails, and am occasionally monitoring my laptop. Mostly I am hanging around with the dogs and doing nothing.
I have rationalized that I deserve a mental health day, which is nonsense, but I am hanging my hat on it. It isn’t the end of the world, Oppo, is it? Am I allowed to have a lazy day? Daisy doesn’t care.
At least Pumpkin approves of my choices.
Should I feel guilty, or revel in my laziness?
On the other hand, I have a great opportunity tomorrow to meet with a company in constriction that needs a negotiator for collective bargaining, which is my most favorite thing to do. So that will be a different day.