Solitude & Sereni.tea

I am lucky enough to work from home. Which means most of the time (99.5%) I can wear whatever I want to work – and for the times that I have to dress somewhat professionally, I can throw a turtleneck sweater over my tshirt/pajama top/tank and drag a comb through my hair, slop on some moisturizer and dab on some lip gloss and mascara, and I am camera ready. Yesterday, was a non-camera day – and I was feeling a bit tired. Not terrible. I wasn’t sick. But I had been feeling a bit like something really massive had shifted, and wearing real clothes and sitting at my desk was a bit too much of an effort for me.

So instead, I made yesterday a pajama day. A day where I wore my most favourite pajamas (they are covered in lemons), and I dragged my laptop into my bed, turned on the twinkle lights, and worked amongst the pillows and a stuffed bear for companionship and spent the entire day in comfort. And it felt deserved and glorious.

This is not something I can do everyday – because I think it causes bad habits. And I tend to fall asleep if I am in bed for more than an hour. That didnt happen this time because I brought a French press of coffee into bed with me, and let it steep on my bed tray, while I sipped and worked.

Sometimes when your body tells you it’s had enough, you have to listen. You dont have to call in sick – but you do have to compromise. And yesterday I did just that, and I feel worlds better today because I listened to myself.

If you dont think that self care is wearing your pajamas all day. Then you need better pajamas. I recommend these ones.