Monday, March 22, 2010
As I looked back on the blog to grab the perfect moment sticker, I see a little pattern emerging: Bad, scary Friday full of anxiety and unknown can evolve into pleasant, calm, even renewing, weekend.
Is Friday now my hump day?
This last Friday afternoon, I was seriously dreading the entire expanse of the weekend that laid ahead of me. M. and I rarely have trouble keeping our acts together on the weekdays - there is simply too much to be done, too much routine that fills the empty spaces. But without those routines and regimens, sometimes free time can be scary. Because that is when you are able to stop and think what you would like to be doing with this time vs. what you are.
And that was my frame of mind on Friday.
And that is the beauty of blogging. By the time I laid down my words. In the process of writing down my words, I began to feel differently. And look. Just a few hours later, I had the bloom to share. Thank you for listening.
From that moment on, the weekend wasn't so scary. In fact, it was filled with some wonderful moments. I spent Saturday afternoon planting early greens on my balcony, trying hard not to sow the radish seeds too thick so I won't have to thin them later. M sat in his sweat pants doing a sudoku puzzle, trying to avoid my dirt (not easy if you see the size of our balcony). A dear friend stopped by for an impromptu visit and then M and I collapsed on the couch for the night (because by evening we were both going through a box of tissues and popping t*lenol cold tabs).
Sunday morning, I woke up with a sore throat, but still determined to drive down to see Lori, yes! the Lori from Weebles Wobblog while she was in the area, along with some other amazing ladies from the DC TOOTPU.
Did you ever walk into a room and think, "yes. this is exactly where I want to be right now?" That's how I felt seeing the smiling faces of Lindsay, Mel, Paz (who I met for the first time. d*mn is she gorgeous), Calliope and Lori (and knowing an omelet and an orangina soon would be mine).
Hours and hours later, when the lunch crowd started to come in, we finally said our goodbyes. But not before my heart was completely filled with laughter and love, ready for whatever the week might bring. Even the next scary Friday.
Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. Go visit Lori from Weebles Wobblog, founder of Perfect Moment Mondays to read where she and others found their moments this week.