This past weekend was probably the best weekend we’ve had in a long time. I would go as far as to say it was perfect. It’s not that we’ve been having bad weekends, but this is the first one where we actually made a plan and went out and did something. It was super productive and incredibly enjoyable. I crafted (almost) all the things and did (almost) everything on my to-do list. Carl still hasn’t passed his kidney stone, but we made the best of it.
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We went to downtown Greenville on Saturday and it was absolutely wonderful. We grabbed some coffee from a local coffee shop and walked through the boutiques. We’ve been cutting back on making frequents purchases and instead are making more conscious purchases from local or small businesses. I’ve been wanting a better lipstick for winter since my lips are chapped and also have been needing a new lotion for my legs; I was able to find both of those in Mast General Store thanks to their great selection of Burt’s Bees. The purchase reminded Carl of a documentary he wanted to watch, so we decided to watch it after we got home.
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This is quite possibly the most enjoyable documentary I’ve seen yet, and I love documentaries. I never really knew there was a Burt behind Burt’s Bees. But he exists, and he looks just like the logo. He’s probably the coolest old man ever. I wont ruin it for you because the documentary is on Netflix, but I will say he had zero intentions of building a billion dollar company and lives like a man who couldn’t care less about his success. I’ll also say it was very comforting to know the company still stands for everything I believed and supported them for.
I joined a gym on Friday. I asked Carl for a membership for Christmas but we waited until the New Year’s Resolution people died out to sign up. I went to my first class on Sunday and I think I might not be able to get out of bed tomorrow. I tried my first spin class ever and it was torture. I’ve only ridden a bike once and hated it, so I don’t know what I was expecting going to a spin class.
Within the first fifteen minutes I was convinced I was going to die. I honestly think I might have died a little. About half way through, the athletic side of me that had been dormant the past year found its way out. I’m not sure if I kept going because my feet were attached to the pedals and the momentum kept them spinning, but I finished the class. I tried to stand up from the couch after I got home and immediately fell down. After the third try I managed to get up to walk to the shower. Carl tapped my thighs when I was walking to joke and I fell down. He had to literally pick me up off the floor. We kept our phones nearby while I showered in case I fell. I’m totally gonna go back to spin class. I’m really excited about my gym membership and I look forward to getting in shape like I used to be.
What did you do this weekend?