I’m exhausted this afternoon and it makes no sense at all. I didn’t even get out of bed until 8.30 this morning. Today we spent the middle of the day at the Farmer’s Market. I walked my kids through the same stalls I delighted in thirty some years ago.
I’m just tired from five days of celebrating. We’ve cooked and cleaned as a family, we’ve shopped and jumped in leaves. We’ve had lunches out, visited dog rescues, played football, hemmed school pants and we’ve just sat around chattering.
I’m tired from it all. The good kind of tired. The lazy Sunday tired.
We’ve have five long days of being together, with no fights, no tears, no big events and no schedule.
I love it, but I need a nap.
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I feel the same way, my friend. Sometimes Living (cap L) makes you tired.
I’m glad you had a lovely Thanksgiving!