Weekends + Life in Atlanta
It is becoming increasingly difficult to get up and do any real work on the weekends. The days (and nights) are simply too packed now and when Friday night, or Saturday morning come around… I want nothing - or rather, I want to do nothing. Nothing at all. Except hang out, with other people or even just myself, all of it is all good.
Whereas we used to wake up around 5,6, 7am on Saturday, the clock has been pushed back and it’s usually around 8am when I finally get up… to make coffee and fight back doing anything for as long as I can. Since moving to Atlanta, I can say that weekends are better, slower, and I just feel more alive on Saturday and Sunday than I ever did in Phoenix.
Maybe it’s just where I am in life at this point, because I’m looking forward to so much more, both with Leah and for me individually. With the China trip rushing at us, even though I have my finances literally planned out on paper through the end of October… it’s all open to everything that may come our way.
So on this early Sunday afternoon with writing assignments gnawing at me and school projects sitting there waiting to be taken care of, everything else is at the front of my head and the urge to run and live is always fighting the structure of preparation associated with work and school.
This was breakfast today. After getting up, I went down the street to pick up some supplies:
- Eggs
- English Muffins (Wheat!)
- Tomato
- Avocado
Total: $8.72 + Cheese we had, and coffee we also already had… breakfast for both of us!
It made us ask the question: Why don’t we do this more often? - we really should.
My new camera is great, and while I’m not the best at taking great (good) shots… it doesn’t seem to stop me from snapping photos forever and ever… and ever.
-Mark
