If you know me well, then you know my 'out and about's' are of the predictable and mundane sort. Let's see, the grocery store, post office, bank, grocery store, grocery store, grocery store... On the weekend, I might tackle one or two thrift stores. Yes, and that's about it!
But this weekend, my oh my, I put myself out there. The weather was sunny and bright on Saturday. And so I just had the greatest craving to drive alone and stretch my legs, and think uninterrupted thoughts without having to answer "wa ya doin'?" five hundred times. And I also wanted to see some pretty fabric and yarn. So off I went to two of my favorite little shops in Austin. I bought a couple of yards of fabric because the little one will need some "I can do it all by myself" items for the spring and summer months which will be here before you know it. She is, of course, all about the care of self these days. More on that (and toddler clothing ideas) later....
I didn't get anymore yarn. Nope. Not until this is done. Alright, let's not go there.
We were sort of caught up on chores around the house, or at least, we didn't feel like facing them on Sunday. So we took a drive. Which is something Byron and I use to love to do "before we had children."
Aside: I always get perturbed by people who complain about or compare their life to before and after they "had children." But here I am saying it too because Bea is not the "let's take a drive kind of child"! At least I don't say it very often though. Really, we like having the little Bea around a whole lot. We were quite a bore before we knew her!
What was I saying? On Sunday we took a drive out to one of our favorite small towns close to Austin. Besides a couple of antique stores, their main street looks like so many other American small towns. Beautiful, yet vacant, brick buildings with for sale or for lease signs adorning their windows. All just waiting to be revitalized. It's always, always fun to do a little antiquing in between herding and buffering a toddler from collectibles and breakables. Good times! Really, it was! My spirit can't be broken!
And that, my friends, was my weekend. By Sunday afternoon I was exhausted from all the out and abouting I did. And now I should be happy and content at home for another couple of months!
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