Moss, is humor writer from Tennessee. She writes a
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things that happen to everyone.
She has written for the Daily News of Kingsport, Griffin Journal,
Oakridge Now, Atlanta Woman Magazine, Aberdeen Examiner, Angleton
Advocate, and Smyrna AM, a supplement of the Murfreesboro Daily News
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||The Me Day..
The Me Day
week I was feeling sorry for myself. Like many women, I tend to
take care of the needs of others and forget about myself. It was
wearing me down. Time to take care of me, I decided.
I made the announcement to my family: "I will not be on
duty this Saturday; I am taking a 'me' day."
"That's great," said my daughter, "you should
take some time for yourself." The others just sort of
stared at me like, "What's a 'me' day?"
"A me day is a day when I take care of me," I
explained. "I am going to the clinic. My neck feels stiff
and I want to see a doctor. Then I am going to get my hair done.
When I'm finished, I am getting a manicure and pedicure. And
after that, I'm going shopping -- and not for groceries."
I saw an outfit at Stein Mart that I want. I've been thinking
that I should go back and buy it before it is too late. I also
like to bargain shop at the thrift store. It's a fun thing, not
a necessary thing, but I've done it in ages.
I could hear them thinking, "What about us? Who will clean
the house? Who will feed us?" They will not starve to
death. I am not the only person in the house that knows how to
cook and there are plenty of restaurants if they are too lazy to
fix a sandwich.
I felt a little guilty about the cleaning as I usually clean
house on Saturday since I don't have much time through the week.
But dirt can wait. It will still be there next week. Or, someone
else can do my share of the chores. It will not hurt anyone to
do a little extra.
So, Saturday morning, I was off to the clinic early. I got a
prescription for my aches and pains and told the doctor that I
was taking a 'me' day. "That's good," she said,
"Everyone needs to take a day for themselves once in a
while." Now it was official. The doctor approved. It was
practically a prescription.
At the hair salon, I didn't just get a haircut and hurry home,
which is what I usually do. I had a shampoo, cut and blow dry.
It was wonderful.
From there it was the nail shop. I didn't go to the usual place
where it is always crowded. Instead, I found a new shop that
didn't look busy. They pampered my feet with a spa treatment and
pedicure and I got a French manicure for my nails, pink and
white, very chic.
Before the shopping, I decided to go by the house for a sandwich
and check things out. Everyone was still in bed asleep.
"Why was I concerned?" I thought. "They did not
even know I was gone."
I spent the rest of the afternoon shopping for clothes. I never
did make it to the thrift store to hunt bargains, but that's
okay. I didn't want to mess up my nails digging through old
clothes anyhow. Besides, it gives me something to do the next
time I have a 'me' day.
When I got home, Honey was glued to the TV watching a ballgame.
"I noticed that baked spaghetti is on sale at Fazoli's."
I hinted. "Why didn't you call and get orders?"
grumbled Honey, out of sorts because he had been ignored all
day. But then he remembered that he was hungry and decided he
might go get carry-out after all.
They all made it without me for an entire day. No one starved to
death and no one died from neglect.
I feel like a new woman. I really should do this more often.
And the baked spaghetti was fabulous.
Copyright 2013 Sheila Moss
Nashville, TN 37219
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