One of the things I love about no-plans Saturdays are that they can often become maintenance Saturdays: days to just get things done that have been put off, perhaps for too long. The maintenance part for Ian usually involves car and boat and jet ski work of some kind. For me, it always starts on a personal level with a muscle (read: flab) maintenance trip to the gym. And then the shower. Is it ridiculously self-indulgent that I love the mornings where everything can get scrubbed?and landscaped
and moisturized
and exfoliated
and masqued
and polished
and plucked
and flossed
and treated
and-- well, you get the idea.
No-plans Saturdays are becoming luxuries for me. These are the Saturdays when there is nothing else on the docket, which is rare in the craziness that has become a normal Saturday of
breakfasts out (not a complaint)
or big breakfasts in
and baby showers
and garage sales
and road tripping
and babysitting
and cleaning
and working
and errands
and laundry
and-- well, you get the idea.
It's nice to just have a morning off now and again, you know? (Yes, even if it means skipping the non-complaint big breakfast.)
3 comments:
I know exactly what you mean....I love no plan Saturdays, though I'm finding they're far and in-between with a little one around. Why don't you come to NY and be my babysitter?
i love masks and exfoliating. my fav? the ginger scrub from origins makes my skin feel like baby. :)
Ah....the pre-child life. I do miss it.
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