Just a couple of days ago I had to attend a lunch meeting at my work, but arrived a couple minutes early. Instead of just sitting around waiting for my people to arrive, I decided to go to the bike shop next door and browse. Within a matter of minutes and before I even knew it, I was walking out of the store arms full of a specialized dog leash that attaches to your bike, a bike rack and a bike basket that I had intended for our wiener dog Susan to ride in.
Now don’t get me wrong, this wasn’t a spur of the moment splurge. I had actually been wanting these things to “trick out” my bike for a while and I finally committed to buying it. Deep down inside I still felt guilty for spending something on what I felt wasn’t something I really needed, but I sure as heck wanted it. Every minute that passed by, I felt even more guilty. Shouldn’t I have used that money to pay for outlet switches or a new bathroom sink or even just put towards our house payment?
It wasn’t until I got back to my offices that I expressed my wrong-doing to my beloved co-worker Jen when she reminded me that there is always going to be payments. There is always going to something else that we “should’ve” put our money towards… and that it’s okay to use some of your hard earned money for something that you want. Jen knew that I had wanted these accessories to use to exercise and spend time with my pup. She knew that that would bring me joy and a little bit of rest despite all of the hard work and effort that Kendall and I have been pouring into our magnolia home the last eight months. I went home that day with a renewed excitement about my future bike rides with Susan and the wonder of knowing if she would like her new basket… and she did!
Following my bicycle shopping spree, Kendall and I had been anticipating a much needed break for a retreat weekend with our young adults group from church.
Break, what’s a break? What does that word even mean?
I have learned the hard way that my body can only handle so much physical exertion before I just flat out collapse. My sweet Kendall has been so gracious to allow me to take a break from the house and rest when I need it, but all the while he continues to press on and work to make our magnolia home. I honestly don’t think that Kendall has taken a break over the weekend from working on the house since we bought it last September. I still can’t believe that he did it, but I was finally able to pull him away to enjoy some much needed away time with our friends.
Our little weekend getaway was spent at Oasis Ranch in Plevna, Kansas. I know what you’re thinking… where the heck is Plevna, Kansas? Trust me, I still don’t event know. But it was perfect. I felt like we had stepped into a cowboy country experience and was immediately overwhelmed with how adorable the bunk house was that we all stayed in together.
We played games and stayed up way past my bed time. We laughed, we cried, we jumped bales, explored an old church and I even got my hair corn rowed, which was a first. Shout out to my stylist, Breanna! We weren’t even together for a whole twenty-four hours, but I can’t begin to tell you how recharged and renewed I feel from being able to just be away and relax.
So to whoever may be reading this post tonight, let me be the one to remind you to take care of yourself and to rest. You need it and you deserve it, and the work will always be there when you get back. Put the hammer down. Buy some of the unnecessary purchases on your wish list. Run away to a ranch in the middle of nowhere to rest and rejuvenate. Be silly. And take the time to be with the friends and family you love the absolute most.
Our doors are open and you are always welcome…