I ran away this week. I did. Nothing is wrong, I just get fed up with the day to day and need to get away sometimes.
The kids and I drove down to North Carolina to visit an old friend from Logan. I really didn't have plans to go but I just did it. Threw all our stuff in bags and we were on the road a couple hours later. We all need an occasional crazy in our life.
We didn't do anything big, we just talked and hung out with the kids. It was wonderful to talk to her in person. We talked about Logan and dancing and all that ancient history, about our parenting challenges and brainstormed ideas to be better. I like my life in Virginia but I do miss talking to my best friends face to face.
I grew up driving a lot. That's what happens when living in a small town. We would drive all the time and talk. Some of my favorite memories are being in the car with my sisters and mom on the way to dance lessons (a 45 minute drive). There was a lot of life worked out in that car. Driving is my thinking time.
I came home renewed and filled with ideas to be a better mom and to make our home better too. One of the many things I'm going to do is to institute a weekly menu plan. I've never jumped on board of selecting a specific menu because I get to the day and am not in the mood for what I selected. She instead plans a category for each night, a salad night, a soup night, casserole, family favorites, leftovers and a new recipe night and cooks something in that category. I swear, I hate getting to 4:30 everyday and standing in front of the pantry trying to decide what to cook. Now I will only have to decide what kind of salad or soup or whatever that evening's category is. Awesome and so much easier!
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