Remember when I said I had “Spring Fever” well the weather this week has been the cure! Wow! This homebody has spent the week outside. The marina yesterday, Ocean Beach the day before and I think I’m gonna walk the Embarcadero today. It’s so amazing to live in a city that’s surrounded by water. Combine that with the fact that each “waterfront” is different and I’m sitting in the middle of my own piece of heaven on earth.

I don’t have plans for this weekend except to take life as it comes. I need to do laundry and clean the apartment but times for those things aren’t set in stone. I used to be totally anal about my weekends. If I didn’t have the whole weekend planned out by Wednesday I would start to panic. I felt like you shouldn’t waste your free time doing nothing since it’s such a precious commodity.  It took awhile for maturity to kick in and for me to realize that doing nothing is a windfall not a waste. It’s a time to recharge your batteries, listen to your inner voice, to be - period. In my 20’s I spent so much time “doing” that I was too exhausted for “being”. The few times I was being were really just recovery from all the doing (washing the smoke out of my hair from Friday night’s barbecue so I could shop for Saturday afternoon’s baby shower, changing in my car from the shower so I could meet my friends for dinner and head out to a couple clubs which we shut down and headed to breakfast before I went home and washed “eau de club” off me so I could wake up in time for sunrise service before Sunday Brunch.) By the way, that’s not an exaggeration. I use to max out my weekends and go to work on Monday looking like “death on a rye cracker!”. ( To my former co-workers wherever you are I’m truly sorry you had to see that.) Anyway, the point is what’s the use of free time if you treat it like work time with a schedule packed so tight you can’t savor one good time before you’re headed off to another.  Everybody has hectic days and that’s okay as long as there aren’t so many that you’re on the fast-track to a heart attack.  Don’t get me wrong, I love to do things and see people and have fun but nowadays I pace myself.  Besides if nothing comes along this weekend, that’s okay because I will enjoy the silence. M

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