i could learn to like this

knowing full well my body would need a day of rest after PMD, i scheduled a mental health day.

this morning, i slept in until 10 am. the dogs -- thankfully fed and let out by my husband this morning -- were sleeping soundly next to the bed.

the sunlight woke me this morning -- a far cry from the squawk of the alarm at my normal, dark 5:45 am awakening.

i made coffee and ate breakfast. read the newspaper in my pjs and not in a suit on the train. the cold has not yet reached my bones from walking down jfk boulevard face first into wind. i have not checked my blackberry to answer emails or respond to any non-eventful crisis brewing in my office.

and i am sitting here telling my story in my jammies. i could learn to like this.