This post is for one of my favorite followers (and his dad- also a reader who flatters me to no end,) who told me yesterday, “You keep promising to post, and then you don’t.” You got me there, friend.
It’s Saturday. Glorious, perfect, opportunity-filled Saturday, and I get to be a part of it. It’s been months since I’ve been afforded this luxury, and I will never, ever take it for granted again. Well, at least for a few weeks. I’m back in the weekend club, where you get to say things like, “TGIF- amiright?!?!” Also, “MAN I’m working for the weekend so hard right now.” I don’t think anyone really says that, but I am going to start and make it a thing. This also marks the first two whole days in a ROW that I have had off since February. When I ventured into my new career, I knew it would be difficult adjusting to the intense schedule, but no where did I think that not having two days off in a row would be so difficult. Why is this? Well turns out, people’s bodies and minds need a chance to recoup, and it’s tricky to make that transformation in 24 hours. It can be done, but that’s only if you don’t have to do your laundry or file your taxes that same day.
Today, I’m going to do what girls with weekends off do on a Saturday morning. I’m going to pile my unwashed hair high atop my head in a messy bun, put on some leggings, grab a travel mug of coffee, and wander a farmer’s market. I may meet a girlfriend for an al fresco late brunch and talk about how I’m going to go to yoga tomorrow morning. I’m going to stop at Jared’s and have my rings cleaned. I’ll pretend I’m going to go for a jog later on, but really just come home, take a nap, shower and go out for the night.
Want to know the best part about this Saturday plan? Sunday. Sunday I get to wake up at a leisurely pace, fumble for some coffee, realize I don’t have food in the house, and remember fondly how I said I’d go to yoga at 8am. Maybe next week. I’m already relaxed, and may actually do some of that laundry. Why? Because I CHOOSE to. You didn’t tell me I HAD to because I only have 10 minutes to get it done. I want to do my laundry, and I’m fine with it taking as long as necessary.
Thank you, weekends for being so sweet. Can’t wait to get to know you better again.