the blue muse

This was a weekend packed with, well, a little bit of everything.

Everything about it was outside of my norm, which, I admit, is usually pretty boring. But boring is good. At least some of the time…

It’s a well-known fact that Friday is my favorite night, the one in which I always put my pajamas on early, make pizza, relax by the fire, whether it’s indoors or out. This past Friday, I needed to pick my son up from the airport during prime pajama time. And I was happy to do it, but it did mean that my weekend got off to an unusual start.

The next day, I traveled an hour away to take part in The Soul in Bloom Retreat, and what a wonderful time I had! This was my first time meeting several of the wonderful women I have met here in the blogosphere, as well as many of the other fabulous women participating in the course. It was a day of sisterhood, laughter, nurturing. There was yoga and gardening, poetry and tea, hearts opening and friendships forming. It was a beautiful day.

And a far stretch from my usual hermity Saturday, in all the best possible of ways. It was a nice reminder that I need to get out more.

On Sunday, I went to help my mom sew new curtains for her kitchen. We spent some nice quality time together, and though we didn’t finish the job, we got a good start on it.

While I was there, my husband and son discovered an injured squirrel in our back entryway. We aren’t certain whether it had been hit by a car or if it was caught by our naughty kitten, or, perhaps most likely, both. But the poor thing was in a bad way. It made us all quite sad, and in the end, we put it in a safe place and made it as comfortable as possible, knowing that its chances were pretty slim. By this morning, it had died.

So, you can see what I mean, it was a weekend that was all over the place.

I could use another one right about now.

But Monday is here and it is new day.

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Wishing you a lovely week.