Busy, Busy, Busy

So tonight I hit the road for Santa Cruz with three of my favorite ladies. We are going to cook, talk boys and nonsense, stare at the forest, stare at boys and nonsense, and just have an all around amazing weekend. I just got back in to town Tuesday but am looking very much forward to female energy and companionship.

Monday I have the night to myself, then I have dinner plans with friends every day until next Friday. Friday I will hopefully get to have time with one of my fellas, then Saturday too. I plan to have Sunday all to my lonesome to catch up on some much needed cleaning and laundry time. I plan on spending the rest of this month at home. I need a respite. I need a break from my busy life. I'm not saying it's bad, but I just need so very much to slow down and breathe. I have the tendency to hit the ground running, then get so overwhelmed I am exhausted before I know it.

I am saving up money because I will be on an airplane to New Orleans lickety split. It's only a little over a month away now, and I'm so excited I could die. My best friend who is accompanying me and I are so busy we only get to see each other about once a month, so I am EXTREMELY excited to get some one on one time with her. Where we can both relax and walk around the city. She is a great travel buddy 'cause we're both food nerds, we love historical buildings, old neighborhoods, and exploring. We have a few plans like: an airboat trip through the swamps, a dinner at one of John Besh's establishments, brunch at one of the oldest restaurants in New Orleans, and a cemetery tour. Beyond that we'll just be wandering and gaining like ten pounds. Beignets, muffalettas, hurricanes, ramos gin fizzes, and bears, OH MY!

I plan on the last two weeks of this month being lazy get stuff done at home time. I plan on seeing Matt and Sean as much as possible in the confines of my own cave space, where we can spend zero money and just have fun. I plan on reading, and meditating, and delving in to Netflix with a righteous sense of vigor and purpose.

I need to remind myself it's okay to say no and to not have plans all of the time. I have forgotten that lately, and I can feel it starting to drain on my soul. The me time I so crave has dwindled and I need some of it back. I am pretty sure even if I do take on a third partner, it won't be any time soon. Unless someone comes along that is so magical I CAN'T not date them. My dance card is pretty full at the moment, and I must say the two I get to see are so great that I enjoy what I have. I am happier than I have been in a very long time. Now if I could just slow down, and breathe, and dance, and settle in. Then life would be perfect.

Oh, and completely off subject: GO LOOK AT TODAY'S GOOGLE DOODLE DAMMIT!

Happy picture of the day: This is my Sean. He doesn't usually wear his shirt buttoned down that far I swear. But he kinda looks like Disco Dynamite so I whole-heartedly approve.