It was a good weekend. Jonathon and I both feel more relaxed, renewed, even. It was a very social weekend, which isn’t always restful, but this one was. Made new friends, visited new places, ate at new restaurants, and just finally let go of all that stress that had been riding us for weeks. I’ll give more details later, maybe, but right now, let’s just say that part of what I’m having to learn is what refreshes me. What helps my muse and me, feel like playing again? This weekend helped me figure some of that out. Monday, as I’d promised, I worked with Sherry to go through the closet in the basement for all those clothes that we keep storing and not wearing. Jon started sorting the CDs so we can begin to find our music again. There are so many things that we’ve let go, with a, "We’ll get to it after the next deadline." But the next deadline comes, and we just continue to live in the chaos, because there’s never time to do anything else. I vowed that this time we’d take the time, because the schedule is not going to ease down, not really, so we have to carve out time for other things, or work will eat the world. I had even made plans to see my friend, Joanie, tomorrow, but the weather has canceled that for us. We’ve rescheduled though, and no matter what deadlines appear, I’ll keep that date. I either have to give up seeing my friends, or make time to see them in the midst of all the other stuff. I miss my friends, so I’ve promised myself to make time. Interesting thing about sorting the clothes, was that I found some happy surprises. Shirts and coats, and party-ware that I’d been looking for were all downstairs in storage. I also had this little black skirt outfit that I’d loved, and worn to cons, weddings, all sorts of events, because I always felt I looked great in it. We all have that one outfit, don’t we? But, sadly, after Trinity was born, I couldn’t fit into it anymore. Monday, I almost just told Sherry to get rid of it, but I thought, what the heck, I’ll try it one more time. I didn’t really expect much, but low and behold, it fit. It really did. If that’s not an incentive to keep with the Jenny Craig plan, then I don’t know what is? Seeing myself back in that little black outfit, was extremely encouraging. Today has been as quiet and solitary as the weekend was talkative and group oriented. Just as the social stuff refreshed us, so too, has the silence. Snow has made it so that no one has been able to get to the house for work, so it’s just been Trinity, Jonathon, and myself, oh, and the dogs. We’re all three only children, so quiet works for us all. We’ve watched some TiVo-ed shows, but mostly we’ve all gone to our individual rooms and played alone. I think we all needed it. I’m rediscovering my office is actually a lovely room. I curled up in my big comfy, leather chair, drank hot tea from the china set Jon got me for Solstice, listened to Drowning Pool, daydreamed, and dozed yesterday afternoon and this morning. There is something about being able to do nothing but stare out a window and watch snow fall that is very satisfying to my muse and me. It’s been a long time since I allowed us the luxury of daydreaming. Maybe it’s not a luxury; maybe it’s a necisity?
Tomorrow we have to answer business e-mails, make business decisions, and hit the ground running, but not tonight. Tonight is quiet, and low key. The quiet before the storm? Maybe, but then again, maybe not?