Pretty much all of my "days off" from work for the last year and a half have not really been "days off." I've either been getting scans, chemo, shots, infusions, surgery, radiation... The list goes on and on. The point is: My days off work lately have all been for going to one doctor or another. I've felt guilty enough taking the time I do take, and I've been hesitant about taking time for a "mental health" day (which, trust me, I've considered pretty heavily, before dragging my tired body out of bed and going in to work anyway,) much less taking a Vacation day.
It's a red-letter day. Vacation.
Sort of.
I did take a day off today. So I could go to Charlotte last night. So I could see a drag show.
Not the kind with cars, though, that would have been super fun also.
I went to see RuPaul's Drag Race Battle of the Seasons. And it was so very worth a red-letter day.
I was with some of my most favorite people, who all behaved (wonderfully) like adult-ish kids on a night out. We were *Uber* responsible and left the driving to others. We tipped well. Our lone male was sweet & kind to the flamboyant gentleman who complimented him on his "pretty face."
All-in-all, I'd say I would relive the night again. With very few changes.
Special thanks to my dear friend Wendy, who bought our tickets to the event, and to my dear friend George, who very generously hosted 4 rowdy girls for a night!
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