This really spoke to me this weekend. I'm not sure why. Maybe it's because I didn't have the best week, or it could be that there's just been a ton going on this entire month that's been pressing down on my shoulders. Either way, I felt this one in my soul.

Every Sunday, I sit down with my planner and schedule out the upcoming week, and I couldn't help but sigh with relief when I didn't have to fill up my week with appointments and a seemingly never-ending list of to-do's.

This month has felt like it's lasted forever, and there's still a week to go. Honestly, I don't feel like I've accomplished much, even though I know that's not really true. Between multiple trips to the dentist, psyching myself out for my first COVID shot, and feeling like I'm having to put twice as much effort into work, I've been feeling a little burned out. Yoga definitely helps but due to circumstances beyond my control, I wasn't able to attend either of my classes last week.

Okay, this post is starting to feel like a pity party, so let's move on.

This past weekend was a mixed bag. It stormed all day long Saturday, and there were tornadoes all around. We didn't have any damage, and neither did any of my family, but a family friend did. Needless to say, we spent Saturday in pajamas with movies and weather. Sunday, the sun came out, but we had another laid-back day interspersed with a few chores. Alexis has turned into quite the helper these days so chores aren't quite so mind-numbing.

This week looks a lot nicer weather-wise with lots of sunshine and warm temps. I've got yoga to look forward to and a retirement party for my father-in-law. I've got a pretty solid jump on the June magazine, and for once I'm not behind on housework.

I hope you've all got a great week ahead! Happy Monday!