Ever since December 26th... I've been in somewhat of a post-holiday funk. The magic just seemed to vanish when the decorations came down and Andrew started a new term in school. The laundry had been giving me the evil eye... along with the dishes and crumb covered floors. I'm sure some of you can relate. I was feeling overwhelmed, bummed out and anxious.
I needed a break.
Andrew was at drill all last weekend, so I took 4 hours on Saturday just for myself. My sister and her girls watched Londyn, while I ventured out for some much needed "me" time. I got a 1 1/2 hour massage, chowed down at a local Chinese restaurant- complete with peace and quiet, no wiping of noses or mouths, no cell phone, just the sound of my own mouth savoring each bite. I then hit up Target and spoiled myself with a new ensemble.
It was pure bliss and rejuvenation.
I was ready to snag my little sassy-pants and tackle that nasty laundry. It was just what the far-from-sane housewife ordered.