It has been just over eight weeks since I moved and I have already been gone for three weekends. Tomorrow morning we head back home for my sister’s bridal shower. I am super excited because once we get back, we only have one more travel weekend before the holidays. I don’t know what happened to me, I used to love the excitement of getting out of town for a weekend, but now it just seems like a hassle.
It might be that I traveled too much the past couple of years, but I think part of the problem is that I am still trying to get into a routine. I know it sounds boring, but routines really help me keep my sanity. I also like to take Sunday night to get ready for the week to come. I don’t know when I turned into this responsible and somewhat boring adult.