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Zest for Rest


Things I like to do on days off 'responsible, big girl' life: sleep. talk to the dogs. cook something new, creative, or extensive. go out for coffee and lounge at the book store. troll twitter. tv- love me some Dexter, Big Rich Texas, Gossip Girl. BadGirlsClubsseason5rerunswhat. Okay, so the last one is a realllll guilty pleasure. Hey, we all got 'em.

Today really was such a lazy, carefree day. It felt so needed. We went to my cousin's wedding on Saturday and traveled all day for it. I worked all day Sunday and we went right to our work holiday party, then back to a friend's house for a bit after. Been up and running, running and I'm feeling the run down. Needless to say, I was not surprised that I slept way later than my norm the last couple days off. Definitely enjoyed it but also feel like tomorrow should be a peg above on the useful scale. I did blog and cook a couple great meals so at least I did some things.

Why is it I feel so guilty about being such a rest-er? I'm all like, "Okay, I need to do this and this tomorrow. and can't forget this..." Why again I ask. I don't often get vacay days off in a row aside from weekends. I'm finding I really don't know how to turn my go-go-go off-off-off.

I feel really happy to have some time to settle into coziness before running harder as the actual holidays creep up. I encourage anyone who feels the need to indulge this feeling to do so. Enjoy whichever Housewives series you do, push the laundry out of sight for a couple hours, and definitely chat up the dogs a little. Or cats, iguanas, parakeets--who ever is in your corner. Some of the best listeners ever and hey, if they're like my girls, they will lead by example to show you lounging around is A-okay...






Well rested and now ready to talk out your troubles with you:


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