Today was my last (half) day of work. I'm done. I'm unemployed. I'm a stay-at-home-mom.
I expected to feel more of a catharsis, an emotion so strong it's almost physical, but so far I'm just feeling...pleasant. I had a nice final morning at work, my co-workers took me out to breakfast, I cleaned out my space, and celebrated by spending part of a Target giftcard I had on fancy chocolate ice cream bars and a fountain Coke (that's pretty fancy for a newly poor person!).
And now I'm home, and TC is sleeping, and I'm sitting back on a pile of pillows finishing an episode of Bones.
I have a billion things I could be doing.
But nothing that I HAVE to be doing.
I hope you all find a moment of peace in this beautiful day.