I was exhausted yesterday. And Thursday, and Wednesday, and Tuesday and well, I think you get it. Back-to-school involved so much doing and peopling, it ate up all my downtime.
Yesterday I was so tired, I was putting on my make-up and asking myself how much concealer I could use before I’d look like a much older reverse-raccoon version of myself. My concealer spoke up and suggested I try a putty knife. More eye shadow then?
My hair was mad. My hair hadn’t had enough downtime either, and it cried for help, making sure everyone knew its struggle. I tried to wrangle it into a bun, but BOING, it would not be suppressed.
It’s not that I didn’t sleep well and plenty, but no matter how much sleep I got, even on the Sunday I got a whopping ten hours, I had to keep moving and peopling on. I needed a long sleep, a day down, and another long sleep.
I get that this weekend.
I’ve been waiting for it for over two weeks.
As I drove home from work yesterday, I couldn’t help but notice The Universe made rush hour traffic smooth just for me.
I picked up Sassy and then picked up Mexican, and then the most exciting thing happened: I watched television while putting the quesoeverything in my mouth. I watched tv all night, and I snuggled both babies, two cats, and a dog. Everyone got a turn, even if Catticus used his to make biscuits on my stomach and cry for crunchy kibble, he had the chance.
Woke up close to afternoon, rubbed all of me over all of The Mister and vice versa. Delicious snuggles, the kind you get when you don’t have to get up and do things. Then the babies, and the dog, and two cats came to cuddle, too. We did that for a good long time.
The girls heated the skillet and I made coffee. I chomped on dark juicy grapes while I fried up bacon, sausage, and eggs. We made tall glasses of chocolate milk. Moo sliced up pears and started baking cupcakes.
For two days.
I like to sit on my sofa and think about all the things I do not have to do this weekend.
And I don’t mean to brag, but this week? No appointments, no guests, no events, no lists.
How’s your weekend goin?
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