This past week was, somehow, an especially long week. Kind of a strange thing, but true. I mean, the week had the exact same number of days that every other week has, and each day had only 24 hours, the same as all days, but still, by Friday night, Tim and I were both toast. Just crispy.
I honestly have no idea why it would seem that way, but it did. It wasn't a bad week at all. Just long. I once saw a tee-shirt that said on it, "Today was one hell of a week". That's how every day seemed, about a week long. And a busy week too. It was good. Really good! I'm absolutely not complaining about the quality of the days, just the length.
Perhaps someone snuck in an extra day when I wasn't looking. We shall call that day, Knelbday. No particular reason. It just sounds right to me. The extra day was Knelbday. And it was tucked in between Wednesday and Thursday. Some sort of time-warp where we didn't notice that extra day of the week and yet it was there.
Or maybe it was just a matter of a few extra hours added within each day. That would certainly account for it. And they weren't sleep-hours either. No, of course not. Sleep hours would have been helpful. Nope they were productive, useful day-time hours.
Regardless. I am convinced that was what happened. One or the other for sure. The consequence of which being our especially exhausted, pooped out, blob-like existence when Saturday finally rolled around. We got up early and got cracking anyway, because we had things to do, people to see, places to go! And because that's just who we are. We are get-it-done kind of people. But by dinner time, just the prospect of coming up with an IDEA for dinner was just more than I could wrap my brain around.
I'm sure I auto-piloted some solution. I honestly do not recall. Maybe we went out and picked up something quick and easy. Maybe I threw something together. When I think back to Saturday evening, I got nothin' food related.
What I do remember is that we managed to haul our weary arses out of the house and strolled over to the beach to watch the sunset. It was exactly what we both needed.
We stood there and took it all in. We saw little brown birds bathing in the shallows. We watched slightly larger birds dashing to and fro as the tide ebbed and flowed. We were lulled by the gentle waves breathing in and out. We smiled at the sailboat bobbing and weaving beside the setting sun. AND for the very first time ever, I finally saw the green wink as the sun passed from view. So Exciting! I've been watching for that for the longest time and this was it. It finally happened. Woohoo!
That little break in the ordinary gotta-do rhythm of our day was exactly what we needed. It wasn't expensive. And in fact, it cost nothing at all. Just the energy required to walk a few blocks and the patience to wait for the magic to happen. I recommend it highly.
And on that note, I am going to take a few days off. We have company coming and we are so excited about it! I plan to return a week from today.
Have a lovely few days without my yakyakketyyaking all over the place. And we will catch up in a few days time. Meanwhile, have fun and be safe please! You are all precious to me.
Yup, this is me. Some people said, "Sam, you should write a Blog". "Well, there's a thought", I thought to myself. And so here it is.