My birthday was on Monday. And all I could think of that I wanted was some time off. I feel like all I do is work and be a mom. I even try to slip in my running at super early hours of the morning so I don’t inconvenience anyone else in my family. And I was just drained; drained of any semblance of feeling like myself and just starting to begrudge everything.
So I took time off!
On Tuesday I went to a local resort (the Aliante Casino Hotel Spa) and checked in for the night.
I got a massage, then I found some food and lounged around in my room while I read a book. A book… a novel… leisure reading! And I devoured it all in one evening! (Well, I’d read the first 1/3 of it, but that was over the course of reading a bit here and there in between everything else in life for a couple weeks.)
The book: Finishing Kick by Paul Duffau. The book was about a small-town high school cross country team and how they all learn to work together as a team. I would classify it as a young adult novel, but having read a lot of young adult novels both as a young adult and in recent days… I really liked how this felt more like the youthful innocence I recalled from my younger years. The books of late have been very sexualized and that makes me a little uncomfortable to think that is the norm for kids these days! This book had kids being awkward with one another when they like each other, there are no vampires or supernatural powers and it made me wish I had run cross country in high school. This is a book I’d feel good about giving my daughter to read. (Well, when she’s older. She’s still not quite 2 and I don’t think she’d sit down for this book!)
After sleeping in a bed all by myself where I could pull the sheets/covers any way I wanted, I woke up and went for a run around the area. It was fun to explore new paths and I got in a solid 4 miles. This part of town is remarkably flat, I have so many inclines near me! It was very humid and I’m battling a little bit of a cold, but it was still a fantastic run.
After my run I got cleaned up and went to the spa again for a facial. As I was checking in, I realized that the night before when I’d been signing in for my massage I’d written my age as 35. Oops… I’m actually another year older now. Oh well!
I didn’t turn the TV on in my room the whole time except when I used it to check out. I listened to music and read, it was glorious! I came home feeling relaxed, refreshed and rejuvenated.
But it was nice to return home to my kiddo who screamed like a pre-teen at a Justin Bieber concert when I walked in the door.