And so am I! I'm sorry that it's been three weeks since I've had something new for you - believe me, I've taken photos and brainstormed ideas and had adventures that I've wanted to update you on, but every time I sit down to write something, I either get a high priority e-mail, get told to turn off my electronics before my flight leaves, or I pass out on the couch.
But if there's one thing that get's me pumped up to post stuff all over the internet, it's the Dane County Farmers' Market.
|The Capitol in springtime, rhubarb, and of course, cheese curds.|
I woke up to the sun seeping through my blinds and hopped out of bed like a kid on Christmas. I strapped my camera around my neck and made sure that there was cash in my wallet, and then I was off!
It was such a treat to stroll up to the square from my apartment. I haven't had much free time at home in the past few weeks and weekends, and it made me think about the first time I went to the Farmers' Market last summer when I was just soaking up all of the new sights and really getting my bearings.
It amazes me that just over a year ago I was really struggling with my health and making my transition into a plant-based diet. Now I rarely eat fish, eat no meat at all, and I've completely rebounded from my runner's colitis.
I wish I could have told my year-ago self that everything would be just fine.
|You're right Artist Lady, we do like it here.|
But such is life, even when old stressors calm down, brand new things crop up that make sure my worry skills don't get too rusty.
Figuring out real life makes me want to be a kid again, especially given how much fun they were having at the Farmer's Market. The kids were out in full force at the Market, and I couldn't help but snap some sneaky photos of these funny little guys.
I'm sure there will be a day when I realize that things will constantly change and that I'll have to keep changing with them, but for now I wish things would stay the same for just a sec.
Whoa! Just got kinda serious on you - I guess that's the kind of blogging content that comes up when you constantly feel like you're trying to get your feet under you.
No matter. I did my best to channel a really relaxing weekend. I cooked every night, I got a lot of sleep, I rode my bike, went to the gym, and bought some new shoes.
Pretty shoes solve most problems. Pending long weekends solve the rest of them. What up Memorial Day weekend! I've got a date with a chaise lounge, some sunscreen, and a wide, sandy beach in 30 days, and no amount of phone bleeping is going to ruin it for me. But just in case, I'll have a fat ocean in front of me that I can chuck it into.
How do you find stability when things seem out of control? Take a sick day? Eat raw chocolate chip cookie dough? Work harder? I want to know your secrets.