some days you just need to hang out with your mom

i am unwell. that is all i can say.

today when i tried to button a pair of my dress pants and found them too constricting i decided i could not bring myself to go to work. whatever. what has work ever done for me?

then i decided that the best course of action was to call my mother. the conversation went something like this:
me: i don't want to go to work
mom (fellow librarian): then don't go
me: are you sure? is that okay?
mom: yes
me: do you want to have lunch later?
mom: of course

and that is how i came to be spending my "sick" day out on long island hanging out in my mom's library. its SO nice here. no hobos or anything.