Friday was a hard day.
Zack + I had plans to go to Starbucks for a morning coffee date. I was really looking forward to staring at his handsome face and sippin’ on some hazelnut froth, but of course the night before I stayed up extra, EXTRA late finishing up some Gussy work. Friday morning came and I definitely felt rushed, which isn’t how I want my Fridays to be. I love a slow Friday, especially after a long week, don’t you?
After our coffee date I was going to meet my girlfriends for an afternoon at the beach, but because of our rushed morning I didn’t remember to grab everything before leaving the house…
And by “grab everything” I mean my lunch and a giant mason jar of water.
We were almost to Starbucks when I remembered I forgot these things, but — we were too far gone to turn back. Before I knew it we were in line ordering… And those feelings of being rushed came flooding back. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to order; hot or cold? Caramel or Hazelnut? Maybe a mocha? I told the barista I wasn’t ready but she didn’t hear me. Zack knew I was feeling really overwhelmed and gave me a little, “it’s OK babe” glance before telling her what I’d like to drink. If there’s anything being “Mack and Zaggie” has taught him these last 10 years it’s what kind of coffee I like…
…and that’s when I started to cry.
This life, this precious life we are all living, can be really challenging — right? We are needed by so many, and while it’s natural for us to juggle all our people and tasks and work roles, it can feel extra overwhelming at the snap of a memory. One tiny memory and we feel ourselves unraveling at the unrealistic expectations we set.
I’m so incredibly grateful for my girlfriends. After Zack went to work I drove over and met up with the girls. We packed the Jeep full with beach bags, towels, an extra car seat. Once we could smell that salty beach air I think we all breathed a little bit slower. We knew the beach would calm our spirits, and oh my — it sure did.
^ sunhat + Rad Like Dad bodysuit from Target, of course ;)
That picnic lunch I forgot to pack? It totally wasn’t a big deal. The girls planned a belated birthday party for me right there, 20 feet in front of the Pacific. Together we devoured pizza, sipped mini cups of to-go beverages and soaked in hours of sunshine. We held sleepy babes and brushed endless grains of sand off our legs. The wind breezed around us and the surfers doin’ their thang in front of us. All afternoon, airplanes flew over the ocean.
^ would you believe Maxwell is 4-months already?
A truly glorious way to calm wavering spirits.
Such a gift when they scoop in, at just the right time, to share life with you.
^ thank you Joanna for the beautiful, so perfectly me, birthday gifts
Many of you have written, wanting to know how I manage Gussy life with Maggie life. The honest truth is I don’t do it all myself. I have a fabulous team and together we keep Gussy Sews running. But even so, sometimes I feel like I’m not getting it all done. There are always new ideas, more ideas, extra items to add to the to-do list. Tasks that were forgotten about, special requests, bumps in the road.
Friday reminded me that no matter how behind I feel, taking the afternoon to sit on the beach can be an amazing remedy.
And from what I have gathered, unrealistic expectations need to be tossed to the sea more often, anyway…