The weekend was exactly what I needed it to be and I’ve forgiven myself for all the projects I overlooked. Last week I started out positive and focused and while intentionally minding my own business life seemed to be instigating some reaction out of me. I was being poked, bullied and overall tested. The most disturbing part was that I thought I had made good choices and had a fresh outlook so why was my attitude check being punished? I feel the same level of refresh and determination this week so I’m not sure if it will be déjà vu or others will see I’m not broken and hopefully back off.
Saturday came quick, as they say no rest for the weary. Given my nature, I was, of course, unable to sleep in and if I’m being perfectly honest, if the first part of my day isn’t product it throws me all out of whack and I feel like I’m behind all day. We slid outta bed to go tackle as many errands possible for the crash of exhaustion.
One of my all time favorite things is breakfast, no for real. Too bad I’m married to an anti-breakfast person, but somehow I managed to work in a delicious breakfast at the Columbine Café. Hello, Salmon Benedict! I’ll insert a picture since it didn’t make it to Instagram/Facebook.
It turned out to be just an average, moderately productive, perfect day. We ran a trifecta of to-do’s and managed equal success and quality time. I guess it stands out because we we’re on the same rhythm. People assume because as couple, we’re so different therefore we’re not compatible. (It’s a bit annoying really but I don’t feel the need to be overly defensive.) Our paces and schedules are so different we tend to never have the same energy or downtime's in sync. When I want to clean, he’s ready to relax. When I want to stay home, he’s ready to leave. We make it work and it allows us to concede with each other’s needs. So obviously wanting to do the same thing, at the same time, with each other that morning was a surprise treat.
That's all I have time for...Happy Monday all.
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