I am leaving (very, very soon) for a weekend away. Girls only. No kids, no boys, no strollers, no diaper bags. I can plan only for myself. I can read books on the plane - and not the sturdy, board variety. We're talking novels, people. Plural. I can pack snacks that I won't need to share. I can do my own thing for four whole days.
But here's the funny thing about me: when left to my own devices, I pack as though I have the appetite of a sumo wrestler and the attention span of a four-year-old. I load up with salty snacks, chocolate snacks, books, magazines, journals, and notecards.
So, in the end, I don't travel much lighter.
Even still, I'm on my own.
See you soon, folks. This mommy is leaving town.
Ciao.
p.s. If you see my husband around town, thank him again for me. A daddy who is willing to fly solo and give his wife the retreat she needs: Major Points in the Love Bank.
1 comment:
I hope you have a GREAT time!!! Not sure where in OH you're gonna be, but maybe next time...I'd love to see you!
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