My husband forced me to relax twice this weekend.
It was hard.
But it was good.
See, I'm not a relaxer. I'm a do-er. Meaning, I work full-time all week and then I manage to turn my weekend into full-time work at home. (Although, I believe most women often do that.) Music Man, however, sees how it stresses me out and wears me down before I even attempt to let my heavy lashes pull me under.
On Saturday, we napped at about 5:30 in the evening. Now, I figured if I took a nap then, there was no way I would sleep later that night. But he convinced me to lay down anyway because he knew I was tired. So that's just what we did. We talked and napped on and off until about 7 o'clock. We just lay there. Plain and simple, spending time together.
And then this morning I don't have to be into work until later than normal, but I still woke up at 5 am. And boy was it getting ready to storm. I took JJ out quickly, fiddled around with the weather channel, and was about to write a little or do some yoga when Music Man woke up and asked what I was doing. I explained how I was killing time until I had to get ready and he said, "Lay back down. Relax. If there's one thing I learned from the army, it's to take advantage of sleeping in."
Now, again, I didn't want to lay back down and possibly fall asleep because I knew it would make me more tired for the day, but I did it anyway. We lay there and watched the lightening out our patio door. It was beautiful.
I often ask myself why it is exactly that I can't relax? Why can I not take a single moment to just breathe in and breathe out? I guess I often think that I have to keep going, to keep doing more because if I don't do the dishes now then I won't. Why is that mentality so ingrained in our society? I often kid about moving to Europe because they know how to relax. They know how to take a holiday.
But I never think that way about relaxing. How many peaceful moments have I missed because I did not stop to just breathe it in? How many naps have I missed with Music Man because I simply did not want to tear away from whatever I felt I had to be doing and instead missed a moment with him?
He has the art of relaxing down and he's trying to teach me, oh so patiently.
It's time I learn.