Well. Most days anyway. In fact, even on the days when I am less than enthusiastic about a day at work, I have to admit that I'd still rather be doing nails if I have to be working. But some days, well, I'd just rather be doing something else.
Today is one of those days. It's not that I have clients on the books that drain me, or that I'm too busy or not busy enough. I'd just rather putter about. Or go hiking. Or go shopping. Or play hookie.
Play hookie. That's it. That's exactly what I want to do. Back in high school I was actually quite good at it. I made Ferris Bueller look like an honor student! If I had a different type of job, I'd get sick days throughout the year that I could occasionally use for a "mental health day."
That's the problem with this sort of work. There is no calling in sick on a whim or short notice. On the other hand, I don't have to argue about taking my vacation time — no one has to approve or deny it. I can schedule those "mental health" days as I see fit, as long as I schedule them in advance. And having a job I love (most of the time) this much means that I need very few "mental health" days at all.
Well there. I guess I talked myself right back into a day at the salon. But those mountains sure do look good out that window and I could be in them in less than an hour!