Last week I gave myself a little time off to hang out with my little brother before he starts back to school- I'd planned on keeping him an entire week but after one night he wanted to go home. It really broke my heart. I actually shed a tear or two secretly and that, my friends, is rare. I felt like a crappy big sister who isn't entertaining enough for a 7 year old. I can't imagine how emotionally difficult it must be to be a parent once kids start getting minds of their own. I got a little glimps of the ''I'm too kool for you, mom'' thing. It made me feel really bad for my parents raising me because when it came to the 'I would rather do anything but spend time with my parents' thing I was as guilty as they come. Not to mention the hell I gave them ontop of that.
Anyways I decided to go ahead and take advantage of my empty schedule and spend some time with my husband who was working in Atlanta. He was actually working in Alpharetta which is where he lived when we started dating. I mapped out the area's thrift stores before I went, of course.
The drive was beautiful...
...The food was awesome!...
I LOVE Mediterranean food!
...the price on this Broyhill dresser was AMAZING!...
You should of seen me unloading this thing off the back of the truck ALONE. Don't ask me how... I just really really really wanted to paint it.
...also a vintage filing cabinet I got for $10
Sitting in a hotel room with nothing to do but think about what all you want to do next is great for motivation. I didn't even take my bags into the house before I started working once I'd gotten home.
I hope you all are having a good week!
Thanks for reading!!