Last Tuesday, a friend asked me if I could help her pick out new frames for her glasses and then we had a long sushi lunch. I had to work my tail off before and after our date to stay caught up on life, but it was so worth it.
My first reaction to her text when she invited me was, I shouldn't, I have so much to do. I quickly changed my mind after taking a mental note of the last time I spent the afternoon with a friend. It had been too long.
That evening, while my kids were with their father, I joined more friends for a spin class, then met another high school friend out for a glass of wine. On the drive home, I felt like I was wrapped in a warm blanket and no, it wasn't my glass of sauvignon blanc.
I realized I hadn't felt that refreshed in a while
It's OK, though
This is life as a grown woman with kids, who works and runs a household. And you know, maybe that's why our time together is so magical. Because we do have to plot and plan. When we come together, it really does feel like a precious escape and it's definitely better than any therapy session.
I just know I want more of them in my life. So, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to bust into our group text and make a plan to reconnect with my girls.
