We indulged on our last weekend before Lent. (That might be an understatement.) We started the weekend extravaganza at one of our favorite food trucks — Rice Box, ahhh, comforting American-style Chinese fare. I then spent Friday with my Aunt north of the city. She took me to one of her favorite fancy grocery stores for perusing and afternoon coffee-ing. (It reminded me lots of a favorite Chicago shop.) Saturday was spent cleaning, organizing, and painting again. I have really enjoyed my efforts at painting — only abstract art mind you. I’m terrible… but I’m learning. I enjoy seeing how the colors mix and how different brushes (and other tools) make unique shapes. I’m determined to get better. If I was smart I’d sign up for a class somewhere, but alas, the internet is my only teacher right now. I also started a new book totally expecting to not really get into it… well, too bad work is getting in the way because I’m a third of the way into it and I want to finish it by next Sunday.
I am so grateful for my free time — to spend how I like. It is a luxury I hope to never take for granted.