Returning // To the real world after a truly lovely week in Charlotte with my family. I let most of the noise in my life fall to the wayside and forgot about work, sewing, blogging. It was nice. There is sense of relaxation I feel on vacation that I cannot replicate in the real world. I know that’s stating the obvious — but I always come home feeling like there must be some way to replicate at least a small part of that feeling in my day-to-day routine. But how?
Remembering // The gorgeous weather we had for our visit. And the trees and hills too. Houston is just so darn flat and scrubby in comparison. I told my mom that I’m going to have to stop visiting in the spring, because everything is so beautiful and perfect that I just spend my days desperately trying to figure out how to move back to North Carolina.
(The above picture has not been processed in any way. The trees really were that green. The sky really did look that blue.)
(Also, I realized on this trip that I have now spent more of my life NOT living in Charlotte than l spent living there.)
Wanting // To throw out my entire wardrobe and replace it all with “athleisure” that I can wear 24/7. I’m joking, mostly. But my parents live in an area of town that has become pretty trendy in the last decade and allll the women out and about are wearing leggings, nice hoodies, fancy sweats. Trendy or not, it just looks so darn COMFORTABLE and I want in.
Recovering // From a cold that I apparently picked up somewhere along the way — from Charlotte (the city) or maybe Charlotte (the daughter) or maybe an airplane, who knows. The worst of it was Wednesday night and yesterday morning and I seem to already be on the mend except for a congested head.