National Goof Off Day: It’s Your Time to Play, Relax or Just Have Some “Me” Time
- Tanisha Wallace Porath
- Mar 21, 2024
- 2 min read
When I was a teenager, my favorite movie was Ferris Bueller’s Day Off. If you haven’t seen the movie, the premise is this: a spunky teen named Ferris decides that he needs a day off and since teens cannot have fun alone, he invites his girlfriend and his uptight best friend to join him in skipping school. Well, of course, shenanigans ensues but somehow, some way everything works out for Ferris in the end. The main reason I loved this movie was because I was two things as a teenager: a dreamer and a worrier. So even though I was a daydreamer, I worried about my lack of focus. Ferris Bueller let me know that it’s ok to take a day off. Which is exactly why we need National Goof Off day.
March 22nd is National Goof Off day. A day to do whatever you want, well within reason. Please don’t commit any crimes or hurt anyone. National Goof Off day is a day to literally goof off. Do something fun! This is your day to be like Ferris and take a day to have some harmless fun. In case you need some ideas, here are a few:
Take a day off work (if possible) and do something fun; leave work until tomorrow.
Have a paper airplane contest. Gather your family, make paper airplanes and see whose plane goes the farthest.
Watch or rewatch a comedy, the silliest, goofiest comedy you can find.
De-stress. Take today and relax, draw a bath, light some candles, treat yourself to a day of relaxation.
Test out some jokes that you’ve kept in your back pocket.
Whatever you choose to do on National Goof Off day, just have fun. Put yourself first, have fun and don’t stress about having fun.
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I am a Literary Arts nominated essay writer, whose work has appeared in the online magazine, Full Grown People and in the Her Nexx Chapter blog. Born and raised in Anchorage, Alaska, I grew up daydreaming about summer and the big city. Before I started writing personal essays, I dedicated my life and my youth to photography and spent several years taking editorial pictures for newspapers and magazines, including Seattle Monthly, Willamette Week and The Oregonian. I have two roommates that I happened to give birth to, my daughter and my son. My hobbies include knitting, then ripping out what I just knit and beginning again, watching any and all documentaries and spending time with my adult roommates. I became a widow on April 2, 2013. I became a writer on April 3, 2013.
