Page Fourteen: Quiet Weekend

May and into the first week of June, was an incredibly busy time. Every single weekend featured overnight guests. Don’t get me wrong, I love to play the hostess (especially to my favorite people–who are the only people who sleep in my guest bed). But I’m also an introvert and I need time to myself in order to recharge and become myself again. So I (hopefully politely) declined any invitation this weekend so that I could plug in.ImageImageImageImageImageImage

Ryan and I visited the new Mexican restaurant in town. For the record, he didn’t love it but I was totally down. I was in the mood for the small-town-lack-of-atmosphere atmosphere and the over abundance of flour tortillas. This weekend was the City Wide Garage Sale and since I’m in the market for a less-than-garbage couch, so Ryan patiently drove me around all four quadrants of our town over the course of two days and we found nothing. But I did get a few tin trays with painted strawberries and a copy of Little House on the Prairie all for a dollar. I took the money that I didn’t spend on a couch and put it into a tin can to save up.  We learned that the latest season of Master Chef started, like, a month ago. I’ve been binge watching that on Hulu this weekend with a chub of goat cheese and a box of Triscuts. My brain has been in a terribly thinky place, lately. I feel like I’ll be able to talk about it soon. But not yet.

I’m feeling, good. I’m feeling like the energy bar over my head has gone from the red into the green. I feel rested and clean and happy and I’m excited to go into the world tomorrow.

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