leafing through

Yesterday, my friend’s 4 year old son randomly asked, “Mommy, what’s a slow day?” Kids ask such random questions. She made something up off the cuff, it’s a day where you can relax. You don’t have to do anything. There’s no school.
Today would be my slow day. Very slow day. I had a list of get-to-do’s I wanted to tackle but decided to just leave them. Aside from the necessaries like laundry, the floors don’t have to be cleaned. The taxes can wait. And so can the filing. I’m just going to enjoy my slow day.