This morning was my day off. I planned to go into work for some Overtime , but after the kids got up for school, I layed down for the famous "5 more minutes". Needless to say, I woke up at 9:30 and was already behind schedule. After breakfast I set out and about 3 miles down the road I get a flat. Doh.
As everyone would be, I'm secretly pumped that I won't be going to work today, but still feel guilty. And it's my day off!!!!
While Hubs played superhero to get the car towed, baby and I took a detour to find a donut - her favorite treat. Of course, I get one too. Only 11 points (!) BUT I had a killer breakfast and haven't gone over my points all week. But the second I bite into it: Guilt. And it didn't even look that good!!!! But it tasted great:)
So what's the deal? How come I feel guilty about things I shouldn't?! I'm not even catholic! Where is this expectation that we have to be running at full steam all the time. Why don't we accept that we get a day off or a treat? The baby felt no guilt. She enjoyed every single bite of her donut and danced while she chewed to prove it. She was thrilled beyond all belief to find me on the side of the road with a flat instead of at work. Seeing the bright side in every second. Why song we do that again? Not sure- but in going to try and take a page out of Baby's book and see the bright side in everything today!!! Activity remind myself that everything is fine, cause it is. But it's a challenge for this girl. Off to test this guilt free theory at the fabric store- the ultimate test!!!! 
