It’s nice to take a bit of time out from the day to day stuff isn’t it? To welcome friends & have good old natter over coffee & cakes. That’s what I did the other morning and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I just relaxed & chatted and for the first time in a while, probably since having afternoon tea back in May, I didn’t give anything else a second thought.
The laundry didn’t hold a protest march at my absence. The house didn’t fall down around me and no stern fairies, cross with me for taking a break, came to inspect what I was doing either!
Mr. Simply Homemade is forever telling me I don’t relax enough, I don’t take enough time for myself to just relax. Is this something your guilty of? I just find there is always something to be done & if it doesn’t get done, its just added to another never ending list.