Weekends are wonderful. As much as I enjoy the the rhythm of the Monday through Friday schedules, I always look forward to the rare weekends when there is no need to watch the clock. We got out of bed when we were ready too, not when we “had too.” We ate when we got hungry, not on a clock. We rushed or hurried, only because it felt good, and we started and stopped whatever we were doing because, well just because. No reason needed.
With a family as large as mine, rarely is there a day that is flexible and not dependent on the clock. Today though, was one of those days. We took advantage of today’s freedom to live by impulse. We got in the extra snuggling times and they lasted longer than we are usually allowed.
Is this what it will be like when we are retired? I wonder if then, we will miss the hustle and bustle of a large family and businesses to run like clock work. I have to admit the challenge of stealing away some time, and splurging those moments on “quickies” lends to some excitement. Spontaneous bursts of pent up passion snuck into impossible schedules…
Well for now, that is the norm. So it is nice to get a day like today… a day where every longing, every ache, gets answered.
His Milkmaid

