We both had the day off today, and it was a lovely balance of rest and preparation for the rest of week. These are my favorite kinds of days, filled with little things. If you were over at our home on this particular Sunday, you might:
- wake up and eat PB oatmeal and drink aeropress coffee
- get ready and go to church
- give hugs to your friends at church
- come home, starving (before 11am)
- have Nicholas take pictures of you wearing your recently finished Fleesensee hat
- wear said hat inside all day because it's so cozy and you need to wash your hair anyway
- change into sweatpants
- eat leftover sausage and egg casserole
- watch Mission Impossible together and the immediately decide to watch Mission Impossible II today
- drink golden milk and/or peppermint tea
- knit on the sweater/poncho project
- set out some butter to come to room temp, in case you want to bake something later (you have to be prepared, you know)
- shower in the afternoon (so that you have more free time in the evening)
- take a nap because you don't feel great and can't decide if you're nauseous or hungry
- wake up, feeling much better
- text a childhood friend to schedule a phone date
- turn on worship music
- prep and bake PB oatmeal for work the next two days
- snack on leftover butternut pancakes while you cook
- prep and roast all the veggies to be found in the fridge and pantry: sweet potatoes, carrots, brussels sprouts
- prep and bake steak for supper
- apply stain remover to the quilt you spilled golden milk on today, and put it in the wash
- google a video on how to fold a fitted sheet, then watch two more, until finally figuring it out after watching one called "Folding a fitted sheet the dummy-proof way"
- update your bullet journal while switching pans out of the oven
- text your knitting friends pictures of your partial sweater, modeled, in the terrible lighting
- begin to assemble lunches for Monday
- eat supper, with kombucha from the farmer's market
- put away leftovers from supper
- brainstorm baby knits for friends who are expecting <3
- decide to bake my shortbread drizzle cookies, but this time with vanilla instead of almond extract
- take pictures in the dark, but not really caring, because it's okay!
- watch an episode of The Office together
- and then plan to read a little before bed
Fall feels like a number of transitions, one right after the other. We are now bridging into late fall, with lots of frost in the mornings, first sightings of bare trees, and darker, cozier evenings at home. Of course, there is talk of Thanksgiving and Christmas on the horizon too, along with early preparations for those. I do tend to be swept by the momentum of this season, if I'm not careful. I'll admit that Christmas music accompanies us throughout the day sometimes, and I've already done most of our shopping, but I do want to be intentional to savor the almost-but-not-yet. To not wish away November and it's baring of trees in favor of the glow of Thanksgiving and Christmastime. There is great beauty and contentment in this month, as well. I don't want to miss it.
We've taken to a regular "cozy hike," as we've termed it. A nearly wooded path, my favorite spot for fall color, a wagon, an eager toddler, a cozy blanket, and snacks. I look for the bright red leaves, since those are a favorite for both of us. And we also look for acorns and pinecones, treasures on the ground.
I'm typically in a rush to wish away the hot days of summer, to exchange them for cozy days, sweater season, cool mornings. I'm an optimist, and that optimism frequently couples itself with being future minded. Constantly looking forward with hope, but also sometimes looking forward with misplaced longing that can inhibit me from being present. But this past weekend, the events of both days were lovely, and being present felt easy and good.