Monday, June 8, 2009

To The Ground

I have always been one to cram as much into a weekend as humanly possible. If I were to spend the day reading a book on the couch I would feel as if it were completely wasted.

Well, I think I actually hit my limit this weekend. It was one of the busiest three days I've had in a very long time. The amount of running (both from one place to the next and in my tennis shoes through the streets) took it's toll.

Evidence of too much stuff? We went to our neighbors graduation party on Saturday night- which was fabulous. Great food, wine, a keg (haven't had keg beer since college), music, volleyball, badminton, frisbee, a roaring fire with s'mores, etc. We took the kids home for bed fully expecting to come back- that's what "normal" Heather would do. But instead as each and every single muscle in my body ached, I knew I couldn't make it. I was in bed by 9:30. And if that doesn't sound crazy, let me assure you it is. I never miss a party. I have been this way as long as I can remember. Snowed in New Year's Eve parties that I missed made me feel very sad and lonely. Oh and one year I had chicken pox for New Years -talk about misery. Truth is, I hate to miss out on anything- it's my pre-wiring.

So to go to bed while outside my window a party roared on was super out of context. But guess what? I survived. I slept and it was good. Maybe my built in personality can be tweaked after all. (But if you're having a 4th of July celebration, please send me an invite!!)

1 comment:

Laura The Crazy Mama said...

Come on over! My in-laws are coming over. Should be a hoot! Great fireworks in our neighborhood...alls ya gots ta do is hop your family on a plane and gooooooooo. We'll be waiting for ya!