Remember how I was harping about travel and getting away? When we went to that farm in Weston, I came back really motivated about booking a room in a bed and breakfast up there. Then I got really disappointed because every b&b was booked from now until forever. Maybe not forever, but well into the holidays. After that heart crushing blow, I started looking at other weekend getaway options and booked us the last room available for this weekend in all of MO. I guess there's something about Fall and weekend getaways. Our weekend getaway will be in Hermann MO where we will tour historic local wineries and stare at the Missouri river. And I will shut off all electronic devices. Except for my camera on my phone. Girls scout honor. (I was never a girl scout.)(I cannot tell a lie.)
This has been a terrible first week of NaNoWriMo for me. I've written a bit here and there and I've done some minor editing which has been a mistake. What I should be doing is just writing because reading back through what I've already written is HARD. I'm hoping to settle down in front of some fireplace this weekend with a glass of (local) wine and my laptop and make some headway with this whole word count thing. I'm planning for this to be a weekend of calm before the stormy chaos of the holiday season. I'm thankful that Michael and I are taking this weekend for ourselves. We've made plans to host Thanksgiving at our house this year. The number of people coming to Thanksgiving is somewhere around six. Usually this would cause me to break out in hives and I suppose this weekend is my rest up weekend. Honestly though, I have been so present on my mat this week and so motivated to un-mold my butt from my chair that I haven't really thought about Thanksgiving. I'm thankful for these distractions.
But let me go back to something for a second. I have been present on my mat every day this week. And when I say "present" I mean that it's just been me and my mat and every thing else in the world and universe has ceased to exist. I walked away from savasana on Thursday feeling lighter and more at peace with things than I have in a really long time. I came back to my desk and Sean had brought in fancy macarons from a new bakery in Westport. Now I don't know if I was still high from savasana, but that was the best cookie I've ever eaten. I could totally taste the rainbow. I am thankful and surprised that just making the minimal effort has such a huge effect on how I feel.
I am thankful for Ethiopian food with Tracy. I am thankful for the few words that I have written. I am thankful for stories about missing pink elephants. And? I am thankful for you. Here's to a beautifully relaxing weekend and super Thankful Friday!