Yesterday the building we’re in had to turn off the water between 8 am and 5 pm. Since we kind of like having a working bathroom at our disposal we looked into our options. A hotel would be an unnecessary expense, but the all day at the coffee shop thing didn’t look too attractive either. We considered going out on a day trip to do some sightseeing but the cold and snow didn’t exactly lend itself to a day outside.

Eventually we realized that the answer was just around the corner at The National Gallery of Art. We’re both members, which means we get into the museum for free. We had decided the night before that we’d treat ourselves to a nice breakfast out, then head over to the museum. Then at 3:00 am I hit a snag.

I woke up and could not get back to sleep. Two cups of coffee weren’t enough to counteract a sleepless night and a giant breakfast. I could barely walk. Lucky for me there are some very comfortable seating areas at the museum. I sat on the first couch I found, and rather than walk the galleries alone the hubby sat with me. We spent hours there reading on our phones and relaxing in the quiet.

I can’t imagine paying for a ticket to a museum and then not seeing the museum, but since I was a member I didn’t pay to get in, and I’d seen all the art before anyway. Being a member freed me from guilt and gave me the ability to get through the water-free day. Ah the joys of membership!