Friday morning I woke up with my hands clenched into fists and my fingernails digging into my palms. Apparently I’d been sleeping like that for a while, because my hands were in terrible pain. It was like reaching the pinnacle of stress, and I was a little bit horrified when I woke up and examined the deep grooves in my palms. I was clearly in desperate need of a weekend away from work and responsibility. (Although, to be fair, I actually think the stress is equal parts wedding season and our house renovation. The house renovation is giving me major anxiety.)
John and I drove up to the Catskills Friday afternoon to meet our friends Matt & Sarah who had rented a house up there for a week. And thus commenced the best and most relaxing weekend of my summer so far. I literally did nothing for two days and it was just glorious. The house was on fifty acres of land, overlooking gorgeous, green rolling hills. We sat on the wide porch talking and laughing, built a fire in the fire pit, made copious amounts of delicious food, played on the swing set like the overgrown children that we are, and Sarah and I even stayed up late to watch the meteor shower on Saturday night. It was so good for my soul, and I came home a different, much more relaxed person.
I need to do this more often. Not even necessarily get out of town, but just to go two days without cracking open my computer or replying to a single email. To spend time just sitting, doing nothing in particular with good friends and my amazing husband. To not spend what is supposed to be my time off watching TV or catching up on work.
Thanks for the best weekend ever, Sarah & Matt! We love you guys!!!