Despite the fact that I am not at all thrilled about giving up my vacation habits of general laziness, it feels really good to start this week, to be back. This week marks the first time since last May where James and I are back to our normal schedule, back to him leaving for the office early and that prompting me to drag myself out of bed and start the day. Back to regular little outings around our city and evenings with friends without feeling like we need to rush to squeeze everything in. This weekend just felt like it was back to something that I didn’t even realize how much I was missing.
I rolled back into town late Friday night and a lot of this weekend was spent easing back into life. I opened mail for a solid 30 minutes on Saturday, sorting out bills and opening stacks upon stacks of Christmas cards. That meant I spent another 15 minutes redoing the outside of our fridge, where it will now remain for the next 8 months as a shrine to all the people we know and love.We cleaned, worked on finding places to put Christmas gifts, and I decided that Sunday afternoon was the perfect time to purge all of my belongings. While the whole capsule wardrobe thing just doesn’t work with our professions and lack of storage for out-of-season capsules, I did want to use the basic concepts to do a total closet overhaul. While James calmly napped in the living room, I removed EVERYTHING from my closet and then made myself defend anything that I wanted to put back in. The result is a closet that I can open and easily sort through, 5 garbage bags of clothes to throw/give away, and a realization that while I need no clothes, 2015 needs to be “The Year of Investing in Better Shoes.” It was also humbling to see how much stuff I no longer liked that I have purchased in the past 6 months. Ouch. People, nothing makes me feel back on track like getting rid of stuff. I was stressed Sunday morning about all I needed to start doing on Monday, but by the end of my purge, I was basically zen.
We also used this weekend to live it up before we started the Whole30 today. In theory, you should spend the week before trending towards the diet…. but in reality, we were all “MUST EAT ALL OF THE FOOD WE WILL BE GIVING UP.” Thus, District Taco on Saturday for lunch, waffle party Saturday night, Trader Joe’s pastries Sunday morning, and a potluck of “all the food from the pantry we can’t eat” for friends who came over Sunday night to kick off the Bachelor, complete with our scoffing menfolk in the background. There were brackets, lots of screaming, and high expectations for this season. I am now ready for the Whole30 to start transforming my life, thanks to no fewer than 3 hours spent grocery shopping this weekend and a major junk-food hangover reminding me that this is a good idea, because right now I basically feel like Tara from the Bachelor premier rose ceremony.
I know that January is kind of blah all around, but I am trying to remind myself the simple goodness of being back on a routine. Happy Monday folks!