What we did on Take Back Your Time Day

Hubby and I both did not work the day before TBYT Day. Hubby spent the day working on his yearly homage to the Slow Food movement while I crafted this pumpkin with my Godson and his Mom.

While I cook nightly (with organic, local produce), Hubby cooks only for special occasions. While I try to take 30 minutes to an hour to prep dinner, Hubby takes the whole day. Hubby made braised lamb shanks served over a bed of polenta with home-made olive bread and a delicious Merlot from Keenan Winery – an off the beaten path place we discovered on our “slow” (because we drank all that wine) vacation in Napa a few years ago. For dessert, he served home-made lemon cardamom ice-cream with Stroopwaffles (a discovery I made while in the Netherlands.)

While he cooked, I visited with my friend who just had knee-surgery and her baby (my Godson). We made Mr. Pumpkinhead, munched on delicious Italian subs from Geraldi’s – a favorite local deli, chatted about this and that, and watched the baby roll around on the floor.

On TBYT day, we slept in a little then ate breakfast at a restaurant in a neighborhood we like to go to but rarely visit due to lack of time. We went to a movie (which we hardly ever do)! We came home and relaxed, ate leftovers from the previous day’s feast, and felt very relaxed.

It was inspiring and I realized that I need desperately to find a way to be more slow-paced and to put Hubby and my friends first (before work). Hubby and the friend I spent the day with have been supportive companions for a lot longer than any job or even any career, I’ve ever had. These are the constants in my life and the positive things in my life. Actually, I really need to put myself first too. Just feeling this relaxed – like the whole day was a deep breath of clean, fresh air – shows how important it is to take back some time from the race.

One Response to “What we did on Take Back Your Time Day”

  1. uninspired says:

    Sadly, I received this email today:

    It is my sad duty to report that Mr. British Pirate Pumpkin Head perished last night in an epic scuffle with another band of pirates. All that is left of our brave buccaneer are his shoes, his sword and one earring. His large first mate Orange Gourd also lost his hat in the fight. It should be known that his last evening was spent valiantly guarding his treasure from many onslaughts of fantastical creatures who were impressed with his heroism and daring good looks.

    We won’t forget you Mr. British Pirate Pumpkin Head. Aaargh!

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