Saturdays are so absolutely wonderful. Being someone who used to work 2 jobs for many years, Saturdays used to blend with the days of the week. Since quitting my 2nd job, Saturdays are just bliss. Without having to parent much, I don’t have to get up to feed the littles. I can literally not set my alarm and do what I want.

This morning the boy has day 2 of the Golf invite and the hubbie was up at 5 to help the boy. He made him some brekkie and this girl still slept. I’m putting this in here because it was wonderful and I got to sleep. The sleep number was 93 as I woke up just before 9. I drank some coffee and finished rewatching The Good Wife. With that commitment over, I’m moving on to some books (I go between binge watching a show or binge reading). I shall start the new books tomorrow morning.

I got out of the house and hit the grocery store. When getting back, cleaned the pantry and fridge and I had the craving for a walk. Walked outside and fucking killed my normal time. 36 minutes! 2 miles were my bitch (just go with the hype I’m putting out there)

The craving for a walk was the kicker today. I found it. The thing to keep me going. Doesn’t matter that I sat on my ass the rest of my night watching playoff basketball (goooo Timber Puppies). It doesn’t matter at all because I fit in the walk cause I craved it.