And over the past ten days, I've been reminded of just how much I love (and thrive in) my relaxed schedule.
It all started about two weeks ago when my husband was reassigned at work. (You may remember that he worked night shift.) His new position should be temporary, but with it comes longer, daytime hours and a nightmarish rush hour commute. To compensate for his reduced time at home, I volunteered to take on some of his work around the house.
But that was short-lived because we then had (unexpectedly) a week full of extremely late nights at work for me. I came home, ate a quick dinner and went to bed several times last week. The weekend brought a little relief (though we had two family functions and a charity event, at least I got to sleep in til 6:30 and go to yoga!).
Looking at our schedule for the week ahead, I feel so much calmer. I will drive home while it's still light out! I will have the time and energy to wash a pot after cooking dinner! I will read more than 5 pages of my book! (Currently working on The Magicians, if you're curious.)
I'll even have a blog post on Wednesday! :)