Small Escape

Woke up this morning to the glorious sound of… silence. No alarm blaring, no rush to get ready. Just a peaceful, quiet Monday morning. It felt absolutely luxurious to just roll over and snuggle back under the duvet for a few extra minutes. Eventually, the lure of a proper day off pulled me out of bed, and what a day it’s been!

First up: Minecraft with the little dude. Hours melted away building fantastical castles and battling monsters. His excitement is infectious, and honestly, it’s just pure, unadulterated fun. After our adventures, I finally got around to catching up on all those YouTube videos that have been languishing in my “watch later” list. A bit of this, a bit of that – mindless entertainment at its finest. Then came Netflix and a couple of episodes of Better Call Saul. Bliss!

Lunch was a proper treat too. I actually took the time to cook something decent, not just the usual grab-and-go. It felt so good to sit down and savour a delicious meal without feeling rushed.

Then, sometime after lunch, I noticed the flashlight on my phone flashing, sitting innocently on the bedside table. Curiosity piqued, I picked it up… and instantly regretted it. A barrage of work notifications. Messages from yesterday. Missed calls. Apparently, the office couldn’t survive a single morning without my intervention. Honestly, the audacity!

I promptly put the phone back down. Nope. Not today. Today is my day. They can wait. They can figure it out themselves. Tomorrow I’ll stroll in, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed (hopefully!), and deal with whatever crisis has unfolded. If they want to moan about it, they can go right ahead. Maybe a little bit of self-reliance will do them good. Let them stew in their own incompetence for a few more hours. I, for one, am going to enjoy the rest of my well-deserved day off. Peace out, work drama! Tomorrow is another story.