I love my kids and the adventures we take but let’s face it; the togetherness of summer gets a little draining after a while. I feel like we are just constantly on the go, whether it is off to our next vacation, or just a play date or appointment. Even if we are home having a lazy day I feel like there is an expectation lingering in the air for the need to be active and busy. It gets a little much and it makes me crave a time out. After all, we run enough during the school year and summer is supposed to be relaxing! (Not to mention, when they are in school during the day I have some time in my day to hear myself think)
When I found myself without my kids for two days (they were off at Camp Grandma & Grandpa), all I could think of was how I can relax. In peace. By. My. Self. What shall I do first? Sleep in? Yes, that is always a treat. Relax with my cup of coffee instead of gulping it down in order to get dressed and out the door? Uh-huh, can’t wait. Put my feet up and curl up with a good book? That is always a fun diversion. Then I saw the pile of spa gift cards. Yes, you read that right. A pile, as in multiple gift cards just collecting dust. A sin, I know. My husband and kids can always be counted on for presenting me with a much-loved gift card to the spa for gift-giving occasions. The problem is I just never seem to take the time to schedule the appointment and enjoy myself.
Well, I just found the time, no excuses and the thought of a massage brought an instantaneous smile to my face. I just found how I will spend a few hours of my kid-free time. I picked up the phone and made my appointment before I could forget or change my mind.
I lay on the table as the massage therapist soothed away the knots and I could literally feel the tension melting away. All I could think was “I don’t ever want to get off this table”. The soothing music that you can just barely hear, the warm air, the scents, it all combines for a wonderfully relaxing atmosphere. The fact that there are no children just outside the door waiting for me to emerge, well, I think I just found my version of heaven. This begs the question, why don’t I do this for myself more often?
When I leave the spa I feel like a new person. I am so insanely relaxed I almost don’t recognize myself. I feel better not only physically but mentally as well. I’m prepared for my kids to return and am ready for our next excursion. And the next time I need a time out? I still have some gift cards waiting.
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