Thank-you friends, for your heartfelt messages you left in the last post.
So, as you know, I dashed off to the mountains for a short little getaway.
I needed this like you have no idea. And staying in a place you don’t even really desire to leave just to keep yourself busy is such a gift!
However, I had high hopes of seeing some nearby places I have never visited before. But I woke up the next AM feeling really poorly.
I was so grateful that it didn’t matter when I decided on breakfast. It was left out for me to enjoy when I was ready. I brought it to the river and sat for the longest time, watching the water, enjoying the coffee with bite, then being treated to a healthy delicious breakfast.
I felt pampered. A cozy blanket wrapped around me, and I was sitting in front of a propane flickering fire pit.
With not a care in the world.
I then slugged myself into town to pick up some prepared food just so I could come back to the glampsite.
I even mulled over coming home instead, but stopped myself short. I would feel no better at home. THIS was a place of rest, so rest I would.
And I think it was a sign that I needed to do very little.
But I also felt ripped off. I didn’t want to come home without a little more adventure other than sitting and reading a book.
And that’s when Sue the owner mentioned in passing someone pulled out at the last minute. There were 3 nights over the weekend that reopened in another cabin.
It took me about 30 seconds to grab my visa card and have her bill me for them.
“Yes please. All 3.”
So… I Ieft, came home for one night and am going back again.
Because… I need longer.
Do you have any idea how tough it is to be so quiet after chaos? I know I’m in a transitional place, so I want to punch my way through it and land on my feet.
So… longer it is.
I’m doing it because it’s hard. AND fun at the same time.
So let’s bypass the weekend junk party this weekend. You can double up your linkups next weekend, deal?
Now YOU have longer too!
What will you do with your time?