A girl could really get used to this. I won’t, but I could. Especially because it is sunny and gorgeous and the summertime. If this sabbatical was falling in January or February, it would be a different story. But it is the end of May and beginning of June and Chase and I are having a blast!
We have done a lot. In addition to our couple of strawberry picking ventures, trips to the beach, lunches with friends old and new, stopping by work so everyone can see Chase, jaunts to the pool, running a million errands, and a trip to Grandma’s and Grandpa’s, I’ve also turned over some new leaves.
I have exercised almost every day. I have fixed dinner three times. I painted our front door blue. I have had a lot of summer cocktails and adult beverages, and have enjoyed every one of them. And I’m not the only one to work on self improvement. Chase is no longer afraid of waves at the beach. He actually runs (fast) to the water squealing and smiling the whole time. He has learned how to hold on to a noodle and navigate his way around our community pool. If you try to help him, he gets mad. He can take a shower (rather than a bath) without vomiting because he is crying so hard. I haven’t exactly kept him on such a rigorous schedule as his regular daycare provider would approve of (ahem, Rhonda), but that’s why we pay her the big bucks, right?
There have been multiple leisurely mornings. Like sleeping until 9am, and I’m not talking about me. There have been some later bedtimes. Some later lunch times. Some later naptimes. But life is too short to play by the rules all the time, so we’re going to enjoy these days while we can.
We still have SIX MORE DAYS! Let’s see what shenanigans we can get in to in the next 144 hours!