That was one long weekend.
No it wasn't...My personal weekend was only one day. Same as this week...yes, two 6-day work weeks in a row. I'm wondering how I'll handle that. I can get really attached to my two days off in a row...but you know? I'm OK so far.
We'll check in again with each other about all of that on Friday, shall we?
As it was and knowing that I have two full weeks right in a row, I am remembering to be infinitely patient with myself and give me as much down time as I can muster. When I remember that is.
I was able to pull off getting together with a whole lot of people this weekend...threw in a breakfast date at The Dinner Bell (whom happened to be featuring my most favoritest omelet they make so I was giddy...of course it could have been the 15 cups of coffee I also consumed...) Nabbed my next pair of free panties via Victorias Secret...and spend the most of the rest of my day off at a fundraiser for Tsunami on the Square at a local watering hole here.
We had a great turn out for the event...we hosted a silent auction, a raffle (that will be for some very fine art pieces and will be running through the main event on The Square), a home-made enchilada supper (which was divine), a whole lot of local bands and talent, flamenco dancers, fire throwers...people on stilts, a dance contest...you know? The usual fun Tsunami activities...If I would have remembered to bring my camera, I would have had a whole lot of fun photos (it must be the lack of putting my feet up? OR my old age...grumble grumble)
I finally excused myself after drinking my weight in water to go home and put my feet up for a brief moment before passing out tired. But, it was a heck of a way to wind up my one-day weekend...although my weekly relaxation and renewal yoga is looking mighty inviting from where I stand now...