Mountain Joy

 

 

Ahh….the joys of vacation!

We spent the past few days as a foursome in the mountains.  It has become somewhat of a fall tradition for us, getting away to a cabin, spending time just hanging out.

This year, I felt like it was really needed.  The family time.  The time away from work.  The time away from our house where the to-dos of life can interrupt true relaxation.  I was so rushed to get out of here, that I didn’t pack very well.  I packed a canister with a 5 pound bag of flour in it…that I didn’t use, of course.

This year, we were in for a bit of a surprise.  Our weekend away had a couple of unprepared moments.

Our first day started off with a very tired Katy.  She was not pleased with anything.  Fortunately, a good sleep helped her reset for a better day.  Then Lucy got some sort of stomach bug.  Poor lady.  And I did a lot of laundry. 

 

This is what happens while you are waiting for the blankets to be washed.  You have to be covered up with a bath towel.

In the midst of grumpiness and sickness, I kept reminding myself that those were only moments.  The overall weekend was incredibly relaxing.  I spent a lot of time staring out the window at the mountains and the snowfall.  We had a lot of time to just hang out with each other.  No interruptions.  I read a book.  I worked on puzzles.  We ate a lot of good food.

In years past, I may have been discouraged by those moments.  The entire weekend would have seemed like a waste. 

Instead, we chose to roll with it.  We didn’t get defeated by circumstances that we had no control over. 

 

We chose to enjoy the time as a family.