I have been traveling a lot lately for work. This wears me down and more importantly, it makes me miss home. My home has the things I love; my man, my furbabies, my struggling herb garden… all the comforts that home brings. This past trip was grueling because I felt not only was it a waste of my time work wise but in turn felt like it was a waste of my time life wise. Nothing was accomplished and nothing was gained… and to boot President Obama flew in/out of Philly the day I departed, leaving that airport in a state of upheaval and me sitting in between two businessmen with Kindles for 4-5 hours… it was not fun.
I was home yesterday for my first full day back but I went to work, came home, watched my America’s Next Top Model on the dvr and fell asleep on the couch… where I slept the entire night. It was only this morning, when manfriend asked me to help him do his hair, that I really felt so happy to be home. He has a new hairdo and he wanted me to help out to make it look handsome… whether he needed my help or not, he let me help with his hair.
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