Rest and Refresh

We just returned home from seven weeks of being back in the USA, specifically, in the metro-Atlanta area. I took a much-needed break from my usual day-to-day, and the kids got to spend heaps of time with my parents. Our time away was lovely, and now that we’ve returned to Doha, I’m taking the opportunity to institute new routines and refresh existing ones, as follows below:

  1. I want to get up before the kids each day to create some “me time.” Depending on the day of the week, I’ll either exercise, meditate, or read. Doing these things in the morning means I’m a better person at the end of the day for all the people I encounter.
  2. If I want to get up earlier, I need to go to bed earlier. I like staying up until 11 PM reading each night, but I hate the way that makes me feel in the morning. According to Sleep as in Android, I’m a Morning Lark 5, and my sleep data indicates that I need need to be “lights out” by 9:55 PM each night to optimize my sleep.
  3. The kids. Oh, the kids. I can’t institute new routines quite yet because I start working part-time on 10 September and they start nursery school three times a week next week. We’ll have to have some trial and error days to figure out what’s going to work best for our house.

Three Things Thursday: 27 July 2017

  1. Our almost 48 hours away was awesome. Husband and I’ve not had a night away sans kid(s) since before darling son was born over three years ago. I’m not going to regale you with stories as our adventures are our own, but our time away was refreshing and necessary.
  2. On a related note, we were last in Athens, Georgia for a wedding four (or was it five?) years ago for a long weekend in March. The wedding and weekend were beautiful, but husband and I felt that we’d never be able to move back to town if life presented the opportunity. We were chuffed when we realized during our trip that we feel differently now and would happily move back if it made sense.
  3. Our time away¬†prompted a bit of self-reflection on how different our lives are now versus what we thought life was going to be like when we left Athens 14 years ago. We were among the lucky few we know who were able to get real, adult jobs in town upon graduation and that year let us be adults, albeit with training wheels. What a life we’ve had thus far and I wish I could go back in time to tell my 23-year-old self to enjoy the ride a bit more.