We stay pretty busy. Especially since Monday through Friday I don't get home until nearly 6 p.m. Add on cooking, laundry, and quality time with my husband and Copper, and the day is done. Weekends are treasured, however they are rarely restful. Trips to Pooler or Savannah on Saturday, grocery shopping, then Church and family dinner that evening. Wash, rinse, repeat.
This weekend, or Saturday at least, it a bit different. James is off to Savannah early in the morning while I stay in bed, attempting to catch a few more moments of precious sleep after a night of tossing and turning. Insomnia doesn't take breaks, even on weekends. I gather my energy and tote myself off to Starbucks, one of my happy places, where I now sit and write. Read. Think. Something I don't have enough time for lately. Alone time to sit and contemplate and relax. James' idea of an awesome day off is spent running around or tearing up the backyard or starting the next big project, then having people over or doing all of the above with said people. And while that's nice on occasion, for me it is a bit exhausting. #hostess
For me, having nothing truly planned and having the freedom to lounge is bliss for me. Being able to take the time to sit at a coffee shop, write, relax, and then wander around town (if I want to) or go back to the house to relax is perfect. The guest room will be put back together at some point, Netflix or Hulu will take up part of the afternoon, and playing with Copper will take place at some point. But mostly, an unscheduled day where there is no pressure to be somewhere at sometime and jumping from one thing to another.
So as I sit here finishing my Flat White drink at Starbucks (not my normal drink) and wrapping up this blog, I think I shall wander over to TJ Maxx and a few other places....because it's the weekend and James is still out on an adventure in Savannah. #shopping
BTW, who are you cheering for in the fight tonight? Old-school or Irish? #datenight
XOXO
Ashley
