Wanted: day off

No layout today, sorry if you came looking for inspiration but I am all out.

Today is a confession of sorts. I realized about 5 minutes ago (it's 2pm) when I made myself my first cup of coffee that I really (really, really) need to start putting myself first... or at the very least a close second. Today I don't want to play. I don't want to sing. I don't want to wash the dishes. I don't want to ask pretend questions. I do not want to tackle the laundry. I don't want to be bossed around like I'm someone's puppet. I most definitely do not want to scoop the cat litter even though I know it NEEDS it. I don't want to do my work. Today I don't even want to blow anyone's nose. All I want to do is sit here. In the quiet. Alone. I would like to close my eyes and maybe have a nap. Or pour a glass of wine (because it's closer to wine time than it is coffee time) and read one of the five magazines that sit on the table eagerly awaiting my drooling eyes.
And you know what else- today I will not feel one ounce of guilt because that is what I want to do. Wanting these things and not wanting the others does not make me a bad Mom or wife. I don't love my daughter or family any less. Maybe just maybe I might love them more if I had a little Nadine time.

I wonder if I'm onto something? I most definitely am not the first to discuss this concept of alone time.

Today I need a day off...
but that chocolate cake for my Mr. Handsome's birthday won't bake itself.

Maybe I can have a day off on Thursday? No wait, that won't work either...

Until then, I will drink this cup of coffee and hope I can finish it before it gets cold.

ps. to all of you reading this that get this, that have felt this- here's a big, fat, giant, boob crushing hug