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I’m Sober but I Can’t Relax
I did nothing this weekend. I just relaxed.
What I mean by that is:
I finished school shopping with my oldest daughter Lily. I made two new recipes: a chopped (Kardashian) salad and a strawberry cobbler (for breakfast). I am reading four books right now. Two are on my nightstand, one is on audible (Lessons in Chemistry) and one is on my Kindle. I read four People magazines, which were handed down from my mother in law.
Speaking of, I hosted a small 9 person Family Send Off party for Lily. I watched the Anna Nicole Smith Documentary and the Happiness for Beginners movie, on Netflix. Only halfway though because I was mostly looking at my phone. I did a few loads of laundry. I picked a few fights with my husband. We looked at Lily’s college finances and made a budget and a plan. I listened to the Greta Gerwig Smartless podcast. I took my dog on two slow sniffing walks around the block. I took two afternoon naps. I registered my youngest daughter for volleyball. I met a friend for yoga and a sound bath.
I did everything I possibly could to underwhelm myself this weekend. I stayed off my computer.
Lily and I drank Olipop sodas in bed (our newest indulgence). I said I was antsy with no plans for the rest of the day. She said she was content. I want to be more like her.
