Day Off

No doubt I've been in need of a day off. Between feeling highly emotional and just depleted, I've been waiting for a moment to come up for air. With some work stuff stabilizing, I knew the time was coming.

And when my friend Rene called to let me know she was back from Guinea, and her hair had gone grey, and she had no car, I knew it was time to seize some much needed grown-up time with a good friend.

So Friday, could the weather have been more perfect? It's so good for the psyche to want to just sit outdoors. We didn't get much of that fresh air under the hot lamps of the salon, but I certainly enjoyed the girl talk and celebrity gossip that ensued as we flipped through the magazines.

I so wish I'd taken a BEFORE pic, because afterwards, Rene looked totally foxy. It was like seeing a tv makeover. Rebecca (my hairdresser whom I LOVE) insisted on blowing out my hair, so I didn't feel neglected. But truth be told, I didn't care to have anything done. I just wanted some time with my friend, with no demands on my time.

Afterwards, we went for salads at Zea's with a little shopping here and there (I'm terrible shopping company with my maternity wear and oversized feet, but I'm good moral support). Then it was off to the Bead Shop to make use of some old beads I've been holding on to for over a year. I made a great new necklace. Well. Georgia showed be what to do, I put some of the beads on the string, ok.

The time with Rene was such a gift for me. I miss my friends, and I miss myself. I've felt so weighed down lately, and I know that the sadness is a part of me, and it's ok. But I feel like I've been waiting for myself to show up.