The End of the First Week

After my "relaxing" trip to Costco on Tuesday, I set out on Wednesday determined to have fun. I prepared Aba with, "I won't be home until after I pick up the girls," and headed out the door. The girls waved me off after I hauled their giant Ikea bag full of stuff in so I was free at 9:15. First stop? Coffee Bean.

By 11:30 I had grown restless of the coffee shop hubbub so I headed towards Santa Monica. I stopped at Westside Pavilion and took some photos then continued on to Yarns Unlimited. After browsing there (ooohhh....yarn) I stopped for bird food and visited Compatto Yarn Salon. I left with four skeins on purple alpaca/silk to make Leaflet with.

By now it was 2:30 and I needed to pick the girls up at 3:00. I also needed milk. A trip to Venice and the raw food co-op wasn't feasible so I dashed to Co-opportunity and arrived back at 3:05.

Then I did something sneaky. I texted Aba and asked if we should do something to celebrate their second day of camp. What? Dinner naturally. So we headed home where I exchanged a gallon of milk and a pint of cream for my husband before heading to Bodhi for Thai food. 

Overall it was a win.

I spent Thursday cleaning out the girls' room after attending our synagogue's Rosh Chodesh breakfast. Today will be cooking and Shabbat preparations. Then the planning for Week 2 begins.

Mama Guilt

Today was the first day of summer camp for the girls. For weeks I had been thinking about the incredibly relaxing day today would be. The only problem I forsaw was an overabundance of fun things to do for me! I would sit at the coffee shop and read, go to a yarn shop and browse and knit, head to the beach for some pictures and sitting in the sun. So many things and only six short hours for that first glorious day.

What did I end up doing?

I went to Costco.

Seriously. I spent my first day of vacation shopping at Costco.

Now, it was nice to be able to spend my time picking out what I needed without constantly telling the girls to stop running. Not to mention the fact that I didn't have to tell anyone, "No, we aren't going to get that today." That was a nice touch.

But I just couldn't seem to relax doing nothing. I did try. My first stop after dropping off the girls was for coffee and a muffin. Maybe if I had picked a different shop with comfier chairs?

So tomorrow I'm trying again. I'll drop the girls off and head to a different coffee shop. From there I'm going to the Santa Monica Farmers Market. Then I'll hit Compatto Yarn Salon. After that, either a park or another coffee shop until pick-up time.

Let's see if Mama Guilt is kept at bay.