My Day Off

I take the day off.

My father asked why I take the day off, and I told him that I just feel like it. We don’t have class on Fridays and there is no meeting scheduled for today. My mother said that I should have taken the day off next Friday, so I can pick her up at the airport from her trip to Vietnam beginning Monday. Well, I can just take another day off next week. I have thirty days of annual leave; it’s already August, and I have only taken a few days (can’t remember exactly how many) off this year.

And what a beautiful morning it was! Of course, my idea of a beautiful morning is when it rains, so the air smells great. The rain stopped, but the clouds stay for a cool temperature all day.

What a great day to not go to work!

Of course, my mother is not happy that the clothes don’t dry properly.