Recharged.

My battery was running low last week.  Really low and with a negative charge.  I was surprisingly consumed in thought of my dad's upcoming anniversary of his passing.  I was distracted and fed that with shopping, way too much pinterest, and some mindless tv.  I phoned it in with the kids, skipped my makeup, and took some serious anger out on a punching bag at the gym.

People say the days leading up to the event are far worse than the actual day.  It's true.  I moped for a few days, cried a couple of times, had a therapy session with my mom and then woke up on Thursday just feeling better.  And so I fed that with a haircut, my favorite tunes and coincidentally a much needed weekend with Billy.

The kids spent two nights with their grandparents while we enjoyed a weekend at home. Yep, home.  And I gotta tell ya, we're doing this again.  No stress of packing or flying.  No travel time and you get to sleep in your own bed.  I've got you thinking, don't I?

I got to enjoy coffee, in bed, on a Saturday...THAT NEVER HAPPENS!  And it was something I use to do every weekend before kids.  We went to breakfast, which we hardly do because the kids usually eat at 7AM.  

Mae's in Pleasant Ridge...best meal of the weekend!

And because there was no agenda, no place to be, no nap time to get home to, we walked around Eastern Market and had a bloody mary for lunch.

I read, reorganized some drawers (I couldn't let the whole weekend go without getting some sort of OCD fix), and just recharged.  Our time together was just what I needed, even just some time to be alone with my thoughts was what I needed.  

  

Thanks Billy for listening...listening to me grieve, listening to my 157th crazy idea for our house, and listening to me obsess over a not-so-good bloody mary (ok, I'll stop talking about it...but it just wasn't that good)!  

XOXO

Aubrey