Time

Y'all, I was having a conversation with someone this week about stopping and smelling the roses.  The truth is, I haven't been able to in a very long time.  I have been running rampant lately.  I have been so scattered.  Stretched too thin.  I had literally gotten three-quarters of the way through a book, but haven't been able to finish it this past month.  I've felt like Atlas with the world on my shoulders, and I've constantly felt as if I was dropping the ball.  Trying to make time with family, with friends.  Trying to get everything I needed to get done, write, etc.  My schedule has been so regimented, I nearly had every week planned down to the hour before the week even began.  Smelling the roses wasn't even on my radar.

This weekend, upon having a weekend truly to myself in a month of Sundays, realized that I haven't looked at a magazine in probably 6 months.  Just a simple magazine.  What a luxury, right?  lol.  I absolutely love reading Southern Living and Southern Lady.  I just love those two magazines.  I love the travel sections, especially. And six months had gone and I haven't taken the time to flip through a magazine.  I went out and bought these.

Here's to stopping and smelling the roses more.  Doing more of what makes us happy.  Taking a little time for ourselves.