Weekend Adventures

You know what? 32 doesn't feel any different than 31, or 29 or even 26 when you come to think about it. In fact, in the past few years, I can feel my birthday's meaning less and less. More than that I feel like the days are moving so quickly and the weeks slipping by before I can catch up.

This weekend was a lesson in slowing down.

I ignored the laundry.
I ignored the dishes.
I hung up my car keys.
I put my purse away.

I slept in.
I snuggled with my kids.
I sat outside with no agenda.
I built a My Little Pony House.

I laughed.
I visited with my mom, cousins, aunt and grandparents.
I sewed a skirt and a blanket.

I accomplished nothing, but somehow I feel like this was a more productive weekend than any in the past month. FINALLY the sun came out, the flood waters have receded, the garden got tended, and laziness paid a much needed visit.

How was your weekend?