Every Saturday morning is the same around here.
The second I wake up, I grudgingly take a peek at the clock that is on my side of the bed, sighing every single time I see a time starting with the number 5. This Saturday, the Husband had to be up at 6:00, so add that alarm to the mix, and I was up and at ‘em early… again.
Alas, I am used to it by now. Usually on Saturday mornings the second I wake up, I am in “go” mentality until all of my chores for the day are done. There is always something to be cleaned, laundry to be sorted, beds to be made, and a dog to be walked.
However, this Saturday was a little bit different.
I woke up this morning knowing I only had until 11:30 to really get anything done because of the wedding we are going to tonight. My sister in law is doing my hair at 1, and well — I should probably shower and get ready before that.
When I finally got myself out of bed at 6:30 this morning, I decided to take it easy. Instead of instantly making beds, putting a load of laundry in the washer, or cleaning up my disaster of a kitchen, I wanted to relax. So often I am off running to yoga, to the farmer’s market — to anywhere, really — because I love to be busy. I love to feel accomplished. I love checking things off of my “to do list”.
But this morning, I kept my computer closed. I brewed a pot of Pumpkin Spice coffee. I leisurely made myself some oatmeal pumpkin pancakes.
I read the rest of my book. I snuggled with my dog. I started working on a few new recipes. I sang to myself since there was no one else around to comment on how horrid it actually is.
You know what?
It felt good.
I kind of like still being in my pajamas at 9 AM. I am enjoying the fact that while my living room could stand to be vacuumed, I’m probably not going to get to it today. I’m laughing at the mess that is my kitchen right now.
I’m loving the sunlight that keeps peeking through my bay window, as somehow the sun forgot to come out and play all week long.
My hair looks like it could stand to be combed, but I really don’t care.
And I probably won’t be leaving all morning.
It felt nice to actually do some relaxing — which is something I have a difficult time doing. Call me my mother’s daughter, but I always need to have something on my plate (literally and analytically, I suppose).
So even if the only thing I check off my to do list this morning is “make a to do list”, so be it.
Enjoy your Saturday!
Question: What do your Saturday mornings look like?