This weekend I did something completely out of the ordinary. It was flabbergasting. Life changing.

I didn’t work.

Ok, I’m being fairly dramatic- it wasn’t quite life changing, but it was refreshing, rejuvenating, and relaxing.

That’s not to say I sat on my bum all weekend- I just didn’t do work work. In fact, I didn’t even open my computer.

I just enjoyed the weekend for what it was. If I worked a “regular” job, I wouldn’t also spend the weekends working, so just once, I decided to pretend I worked normal hours and didn’t try to cram work into every spare moment I could find.

It.felt.so.good. For the first time in months I feel like I actually had a weekend. {Of course, that also means I really felt Monday morning roll around.}

I simply just enjoyed the weekend for what it was. I did things I felt like doing, not things I had to do.

I got my hair cut. This is significant. {It will never look like this again.}

I cleaned. {Yes, cleaned.}

I made pancakes.

I worked on long overdue nursery projects.

I cracked open a book. {Ok, it was a work-related book, but still one I wanted to read.}

I sat on the porch for an uninterrupted 15 minutes and did absolutely nothing but enjoy the cool fall air; my final farewell to summer.

Ironically none of us are feeling so hot, so we actually enjoyed time as a family instead of being all over the place trying to get things done.

We {by “we” I mean husband} built a bike rack. Yes, the one that caused this to happen the first time around.

We watched football. {ok, I didn’t watch- I was being a busy body.}

We went to a 1^st birthday party that puts all Pinterest parties to shame.

We went to bed early and woke up early. I enjoyed every minute of every short baby nap. Even 20 minute naps feel longer when you’re not trying to fit in a week’s worth of work.

Here’s to stopping to savor the moments and not always getting things done.

More weekend pictures on tiny sneakers. 😉