So my Mr. has been off from work for some time and he’s going back from his staycation tomorrow – I know, brilliant plan to go back to work for one day and then get the weekend off. His wife planned that! I can tell he’s been exhausted and all I want to do is hug him while I push him gently out the door. I know tomorrow when I wake up I’m going to be so sad that his cute face isn’t resting on his special, flat as a pancake pillow – but having him here disrupts my whole morning routine. Since he’s been on vacation I haven’t exercised one day and I never get to be in possession of the remote control.

I wish we’d planned better and did some things, but mostly we just rested and stayed up too late (much like I am now). We did manage to clean and purge our apartment of a lot of unnecessary clutter but we have kind of a long way to go before we’ve finished the list of things we want to do. Baby steps.

I’m so going to miss this face in the morning, aren’t I?

My dude.  Cutest lunch date!

“It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.”

― J.K. Rowling

One of the things I have learned in my adult life is that not all friends are meant to be forever friends. Sometimes relationships are fleeting. Sometimes you realize that the things you dislike about someone are greater than the things you like. You balance this, try to decide if the relationship is worth the effort. If you’re me, you’ll keep digging – looking for the good, you’ll probably think to yourself 46 times how this is not bringing any value to your life, but you let it go on for one reason or another. Them’s the breaks.

When I write about being a better person this is not some magical place of perfection where only I exist. I understand that everyone doesn’t see the world through the same set of eyes as I do. I try to be kind, gentle, give people the benefit of the doubt but sometimes it just isn’t enough – sometimes this is of my own doing.

I have to keep reminding myself that while people really believe that they want honesty in their relationships, they are quite often, not ready for truths. People = me and you, your mama and your cousin too.

I also want to be responsible for my actions and my words so when I speak, I want it to be (THANK YOU, Julio!) with intention and purpose. I want my words to carry feelings and hopefully never be misconstrued. And, in the offhand that they are – I always want to be prepared to clarify them and accept fault, because I can’t imagine that putting your foot in your mouth is comfortable or actually tastes good.

Communicating is an art, a very delicate one – but being able to communicate effectively? It’s so worth the effort. I promise.

“It is impossible to live without failing at something, unless you live so cautiously that you might as well not have lived at all – in which case, you fail by default.”

― J.K. Rowling

You ever have those weekends where you blink and they’re gone? Oh, is that all weekends? Probably so. Despite having been off from work since last week Thursday (back today – boo, hiss!) – I managed to not accomplish a whole lot, and it was pretty satisfying. I had a satisfying Peking duck dinner with friends on Saturday, spent some quiet and productive time with Pretty Julie on Sunday & squeezed in some husband time in-between. I had lunch with my friend Brandon today to try to wring out the last bit of joy before the work week started & I’m feeling okay about getting back to the grind. I think. Hope you had a satisfying and relaxing weekend too!

Peking peeps