I think we can agree, you and I, Mondays suck like a Shop-Vac. Except for today, today was bliss.
The alarm went off as usual, clanggggggggggg, and the drudgery began; the showering, the shampooing, and the monotonous preening. Gawd, how I hate the preening. As a rule, I don’t expect much from Mondays. I’m happy if I start off with the right shoes on the right feet and my zipper up.
Then there was my commute, consisting of a hop on the interstate and a zip along mostly featureless roads. Followed by a trek across a crowded parking lot and a long slog to my workspace. I used the time to inspire myself with a rousing pep talk.
When I arrived at my desk, I was prepared to cheerfully do my duty — in accordance with Girl Scout bylaws. I sat quietly and awaited my assignment. Instead, I got a call from the governor; I’d been pardoned. Set free. Released. There was no work for me today. Suddenly I was Ferris Bueller.
With a song in my heart and a spring in my step, I blew that pop stand. My first stop? The ATM, of course. Then McDonald’s for an Egg McMuffin and hash browns. The morning had turned glorious. Literally. Overcast skies had, magically, become sunny and clear. The birds were singing. and the breeze was blowing.
I sat outside Mickey D’s, noshing on a breakfast that had never tasted so good — although I’ve had it a hundred times. I watched the cars go by and smelled the lilac-scented air and breathed deep. I forget to do that sometimes, breathe deep. It feels good, you know? Just breathing in and out.
Then I came home, strapped on my backpack, and hiked off to the library where I spent the rest of the morning. Now? I’m off for a walk with the man I love — my dear old dog, Bart. It’s been a lovely, relaxing day, a gift, really. It was like playing hooky, only better: My day off, you see, was sanctioned.
Bueller? Bueller?
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the whirly girl 
12 responses to “: hooray for hooky :”
Getting a day off when you’re not expecting it always makes for the best time ever, I guess it’s the surprise factor! Great post :)
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You’re absolutely right! No scheduled day off ever lives up to expectations, does it? When one just falls into your lap, well, it’s bliss. I’m hoping for a few more of these serendipities this summer.
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Hi, Leece!
You sound so dang happy….and it’s so contagious!!! Thanks for sending it out, today…..I needed that!
Kiss “Hairy” (aka Bart) for me….
LK
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You know, I think I’ve found the secret to happiness: a doctor’s appointment. When you’re done being poked and thumped, oh my, what a burst of joy it is to walk out of the office and into a bright, sunshiny day. It’s like you’ve just pulled off the greatest caper ever.
Bart sends a wink and a nudge.
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This is weird, but the part that caught my attention first was that your alarm clock “clanked”. Do you have one of those old-school wind up alarm clocks? I remember I used to have one of those through high school. That’s the only kind I would wake up to. Electronic alarm clocks don’t wake me. Great post! Thanks for sharing this “Bueller-esque” day! Peace Love and Iced Tea!
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I do, Tepid! My alarm has a tiny little hammer that bangs two metal bells until you a.) turn it off or b.) throw it on the floor. I, too, am a heavy sleeper.
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I think it ought to make you feel young as well – remember dreaming up illogical natural disasters on the bus to 7th grade praying for a day off. Glad you enjoyed it. I am at runningawayfrom49.wordpress.com looking to play hooky from my late 40s!
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I don’t feel old until I pass a mirror, then, it’s holy cow! What the hell happened?!? Fortunately, my eyes have gone bad, so I don’t have to run away. I just take off my glasses : )
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“Stop thinking, start feeling”
Thats what I try to say myself when I end up in situations like yours. Feel whats right, and act on that. Made me do the best things in life.
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Hiya, Robert! I’m going to adopt your motto for my own. Thanks, you’re brilliant : )
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Sounds like a nice and relaxing Monday to me. Sometimes its good to break away from the mundane routine and have a nice day to yourself. Give Bart a big old pet for me.
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It was, regularcup. There was absolutely nothing exciting about it, but what a terrific day it was! By the way, Bart says thanks — you’re his newest best friend.
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