I had a particularly bad day at work today. Not one of those something awful happened sort of days. But the entirely awkward little things all seem to happen, like yelling angry customer, and payroll confusion and machines breaking that cant be easily fixed.
When I got home, I ran on instinct and found housework that the boss needed doing, laundry was arranged, and dishes were suddenly my best friend. As soon as that was in order I hit the couch and foot rubs were given without any need for request. It was a marvellous release of the days stress, serving, being good, taking care of something I know is going to go right. They smiled at me and the world was right.
Just like that the bad day went away. funny how that goes?
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