Sometimes it feels good to just say “no.”
Sometimes it feels good to turn my back on responsibilities. Homework. Chores. That long list of to-do’s.
Not all the time, of course. But sometimes.
Sometimes it feels good to Just. Do. Nothing.
No demands. No places to go; no people to see. No urgent to-do’s.
Nothing but those simple little things of life, like eating breakfast. Or running. Shopping, laughing, and hanging with my two besties.
Normally, I consider myself a very merry morning person; I’m the one who bounces out of bed with a slightly annoying burst of energy.
But this week has left me dragging. Absolutely dragging. Staying up too late combined with a couple of ridiculously early mornings—I’ve decided—is just not healthy for a person.
(I don’t know about you, but I’m really not much a fan of feeling like a zombie seeking out a caffeine IV. )
But today? That feeling of having nothing on the to-do list except shop, eat, run? Today.
I savored each and every scrumptious moment.
(p.s. I completely forgot how much I loved that feeling of an early morning, winter’s run.)
Calm. Peaceful. Quiet.
The good news: I feel completely revived. Rejuvinated. Fresh and ready.
The bad news: the only cooking I did today (and yesterday, to be honest) was in the form of overnight oats. I think my kitchen needed the rest.
Question: How do you recoop after a particuarly busy (crazy!) week?