Growing up, my mom sometimes accompanied my Dad on business trips. While he worked and played golf, she would spend her days alone reading books, exploring and laying poolside. I always thought she was crazy for wanting to be on vacation alone. I don’t think she is crazy anymore, and I am not even a mom.
Jeremy is working in Chattanooga for a couple of weeks at a show he has done for several years in a row, but this was the first chance I have had to join him. It’s just two quick hours down from Nashville and approximately zero road changes between here and there. It was one of the best weekends I have had in a while. Here is why:
1. Three dates a day.
Jeremy may have been working a lot of the time, but we ate breakfast, lunch, and late dinner together every day. It was like I had three dates to look forward to and some great quality time with my favorite guy.
Breakfast at Tupelo Honey Cafe. So yum.
2. Needed relaxation
Hebrews 4 commands us to rest.
There remains, then, a Sabbath-rest for the people of God; for anyone who enters God’s rest also rests from their works, just as God did from his. Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, so that no one will perish by following their example of disobedience. Hebrews 4:9-11
I’m glad God expects us to rest from our works some time. It’s divine permission to take a break every once in a while. I didn’t realize how much I needed a couple of days off from a to-do list, but I did. Even just two days felt like a perfect oasis.
3. No planning
I am a chronic planner. I plan everything, but for this trip, I had zero expectations and zero plans going into it, so everything fun and relaxing that we got to do was an unexpected joy. I want more weekends like that!
Museums, antique shopping, book reading, journaling, coffee shops, and being outside. These are a few of my favorite things. I did all of them.
I spent an afternoon in a coffee shop writing letters.
I journaled by the river.
I treasure hunted at an antique store called Knitting Mill Antiques. (See some of my finds here.)
I went to the Hunter Museum of American Art by myself and spent hours reading nearly every plaque and stopping to journal about my thoughts on the historical significance of the art pieces and lyric ideas for future songs without anyone telling me to move faster. I know, homeschooler move.
I read an entire (short) book in one sitting. If you are creative, read Steal Like an Artist by Austin Kleon. Ready. Go.
I walked/jogged/ran back and forth across the pedestrian bridge.
And I watched HGTV at the hotel. We don’t have cable, so that is exciting for me.
5. Jeremy’s BIRTHDAY!
I saved the best for last. Jeremy’s actual birthday is today, but we celebrated all weekend. I gave him his gift and blew up balloons and hung a banner at the hotel. And we went out for burgers one night and a milkshake the next night.