Ah, Life, How Expectedly Unexpected.

 

I didn’t get anything written this weekend. I had good intentions but with all the stuff I had going on, I just ended up putting it off. I thought I’d just be putting it off on Sunday. Sure, I had a good bit going on Sunday as well, but I would get to sleep in unlike getting up at 7ish in the morning so I could shower before going to a photography class. Best Buy (well, some stores) do photography courses once a month on the first Saturday of the month for free. You just have to sign up in advance. I enjoyed the class and it was quite helpful! I actually know how to find the settings for ISO, Shutter Speed, and Aperture on my camera now which is pretty darned exciting. I’m definitely going to try to go next month as well. There’s supposed to suggestions on taking vacation pictures so I think that’ll be really fun. I’m excited to practice in a group setting again too. I find that I do better when I have a teacher than when something is self-directed when I’m learning something, especially in the beginning.

 

Anyway, so Saturday I got up early for the class which took about two hours and a little bit of change so I went directly to Cinco de Mayo Lunch with the girls for Mexican and Margaritas. I met Maria and Alixis as well as some of Maria’s coworkers and we had a really nice time. That was a few hours. Then I headed home, got changed, and went to the gym so I could get in a little exercise time. I really wanted to have a perfect week on my Apple Watch which I realize is a pretty ridiculous motivator but after cheesy, gooey, carby lunch and margaritas, I was having blueberry pancakes and bacon for dinner and it just seemed like I’d feel pretty damned terrible if I didn’t at least do SOMETHING to help my body process all that. I couldn’t do my full workout and I definitely didn’t feel great while I was doing it, but I was definitely glad that I did.

 

So I was pretty tired after that, and I just didn’t feel up to writing. I kept trying to write something and just… nothing happened. No words. Not even writing about my day was working for me so I decided to go to bed. I slept about eleven hours which was obviously needed. I woke up just in time to get dressed get a little breakfast and be ready for the Mother’s Day festivities we had planned as a family. We met my sister and her fam for brunch in a little town called Waxhaw that’s very picturesque and quaint with lots of little shoppes. I spell it like that to give you an idea of the kind of place it is. Antique shop, jewelry, a place called “Sassy and Classy”--cutesy stores that don’t seem like they can actually survive in the real world as it stands today but somehow do because there’s a bunch of rich white people nearby who like to “support local businesses! And get organic spices and herbs!” etc. etc. etc. I sound a little angry about that and I guess that’s a little shitty of me. Small businesses should be supported. I don’t know why I have so much attitude about that town. It’s a perfectly nice town.

 

Anyway, so brunch and window shopping commenced and it was really nice. It was a beautiful day if a little warm, and I enjoyed getting to walk around the pretty little town.

 

After that, I went home, did a little exericising so I could get that very last day needed to complete my “perfect week” and took a quick shower so that I could meet up with my buddy John as he drove through Charlotte and back to Ashville.

 

We were just going to meet up for “a drink” which I figured meant two drinks and an hour so of catching up before he was headed back home since he had to work today.

 

That’s not what happened. We had a couple of drinks at this one place and when they closed up at 8, we took the party to the next place where we stayed until we’d had several more drinks, loaded cheese fries, and several hours had passed. He crashed here, and we finally got to bed just after 1:30 am. Now, that’s rough, but then I was up at 5 am per now usual routine with dad to go to the gym. John got up too so he could drive home, get changed, and head into work himself. I’m pretty sure both of us were pretty useless today, but it was still a good day nonetheless.

 

I have things I need to sort through about the visit with John and my emotions, but that’s for another night when I’m not quite this tired.