Well, yes, I do have to make dinner, do at least three loads of laundry, pay bills, pick up clutter, make beds, clean bathrooms, vacuum upstairs, mop the kitchen...
But today I don't have to make any phone calls, and it is my particular pathology that a phone call hangs threateningly over my head all day, torturing me with its possibilities of conflict, ridicule and rejection.
So when I don't have any phone calls to make, the whole day opens up invitingly in front of me.
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