And you all know that's true, that for me blogging is mostly a way of staying in touch (though I love all my internet-only buddies here, too), and that I love staying in touch.
But also? I am just filled with gratitude for my life right now. Like, people ask how my weekend was, and I say, "busy," while rolling my eyes and almost out of breath, but the fact of the matter is, I choose my busy, because my life is filled to brimming with fun stuff and I don't want to miss out on any of it.
I've had this problem before; in college, I'd stay up late and get up early (sometimes), just because I didn't want to miss latenight conversations or shenanigans in the hallway of my dorm, and if I could get myself up in time, I didn't want to miss breakfast with a different group of amazing people.
For example, this weekend was the first in a long time that RI and I didn't have any plans — and we have a lot of heavily planned weekends coming up. In this unplanned weekend, I:
- Went to a lecture on "The Future of Truth and the Decline of America’s Moral Integrity"
- Visited with my parents and some old family friends
- Went yardsaling
- Hit the farmer's market
- Took a nap
- Started a new book (reading, not writing)
- Watched a documentary
- Had a date night out at our favorite Latin American restaurant
- Played a new game
- Set up a screen tent and a queen-sized airbed on the deck and fell asleep watching the fireflies (and woke up hearing birdsongs and the neighbor kid practicing violin)
- Went to church and heard my dad preach a really excellent sermon on the child refugees
- Took another nap
- Had a spontaneous ice cream double date with some friends
- Went to the supermarket
- Played with my niece and nephew
- Saw the very end of the World Cup final
- Read with my niece and nephew
- Had dinner with the family
I did not:
- Go to bed as early as I planned
- Get the laundry done
- Do a little writing for work
...but I wouldn't have missed any of it. I mean, right?