I won't go as far as saying I love the weekends more than the working week because I've had some incredible moments in the working week and always try and make the best of every day I'm given although the weekends provide something different, relaxation if I need it, time to be with my guy and the ability to decide what to do and when, if we decided to do anything at all.
This weekend has been one of those in which I've decided not to do anything much; my boy has had a lot going on and has been focused on that so I was left largely to myself which I didn't mind. I've been reading a book called The Coast Road, by Alan Murrin, drinking a lot of tea, spending time with my cat and sharing a few moments with my guy when I was able to pull him away from what he's been doing. Oh, I slept too, had some bubble baths, two so far with at least one more on the way, did a little yoga and some coloring also.
I took this image
Weekends like this are important for me as I need time to balance myself physically and emotionally and for me that means finding inner peace away from the disruptive noise of society and its complex set of problems. We love going out sometimes but the peace and quiet of our own home, the way it cocoons us away from the rest of the world and rejuvenates, is something we value so much. If I'm feeling colorless, I can always count on a weekend like this to bring the color back and that's what's happened so far.
Becca 馃挆