A truce with time

Saturdays usually give me anxiety. For most of us, Saturdays are usually consumed with driving kids to activities and fitting in errands at record speed. Today, when I woke up and realized I had nothing on the calendar I looked at the day with wonder. What do people do on Saturdays? How fast my mind was going with all the jobs that could get accomplished around here, but I just didn’t feel like it. So, I started slow. I enjoyed my coffee and the paper, yoga class, and lunch at the farmers market with the girls. I did get to some house work and laundry. I just mucked around, not really completing anything, but somehow still feel like things got done. No pressure, no extra driving, just enjoying the day. Isn’t this what summer is all about? Not battling with the schedule and fighting time? On this Saturday, time and I finally called a truce.