I needed a mental health day – a day where I could get a lot of sleep, which would alleviate the need for adding another small dose of antipsychotic to the daily regimen. Sleep is wonderful that way.
But I felt so weird about taking a mental health day. Those words are not okay for HR. I need an explanation. I chose a day, kept it clear of meetings. So I mentioned that I was getting a cold (true-ish).
Slept until 1:00 p.m., which was lovely. Am now in a nearby cafe having a savory scone and not-sweet hot chocolate, both delicious. My eyes are still heavy-lidded, and the day will be helpful. The rain is so nice, it positively lowers my own expectations of what I will do. I will try to be still.