running on empty

After two crazy weeks of working long hours I was running on empty and looking forward to a complete weekend of relaxation, the kind where you don't ever get changed out of your pj's and avoid leaving the house at all costs. It was perfect, the rained poured down most of the weekend which washed away any guilt I felt for lounging in bed, looking at magazines, making homemade pizza, doing laundry and endless reruns of trash TV.  J and I managed to look at a few more depressing apartments before heading home to drank wine and watch 'Midnight in Paris' all the while planning a trip of our own to South America later this year. It will be the first solo trip we've taken without family in ages and I can't wait to spend the next few months planning and dreaming of our adventure.

On Sunday the sun was shining - a shock to my system considering the recent monsoon weather we've had.  I moved my laziness outside and sat by the pool, met up with Alexia for a walk down to Manly and even managed to finally begin the next sewing project.  I felt relaxed, recharged and ready for the week ahead...