Fall always brings busier times in my family's life. School and sports schedules start back up, and we have to get back into a routine, which is always tough- early wake up calls, homework.. The days are shorter too, which is a drag on me personally. Summer's ease is just gone. But this fall was particularly full- we had to decide to keep or move my youngest from his longtime school, which was the hardest decision Mr. Drake and I ever made, full of tears and indecision. (he stayed) My oldest applied to college (What?!) and we helped him navigate that process, filled with essays, iterations of essays, interviews, and now, financial aid forms. We had a French exchange student stay with us for two weeks. And, through all of this, I decided to invest in a new website. This decision was timed pretty much like I do everything. I strive on challenges, it's one of those things that keeps me going, like when my 7th grade teacher assigned a book report in 10 days, and said whatever you do, don't read Gone with the Wind. Of course, I did (got an A too). But I have to wonder why I have to push myself so hard when things are so full.
So, when I saw a $41 flight to Lax, I took that opportunity to enjoy 5 days tucked away in the mountains with my best friend last month, and just laid in her lovely day bed drinking coffee and watching the sunrise.
I mean, what an amazing vacation, to do nothing. That's pretty much all I did, except I had a beautiful dress made and scheduled a photoshoot for images for the site with my colleague and long-time friend Kim Reierson. Hmmm.
That's Kim. Also, researched an idea I've had for a while now- to hold a creative retreat, so stole away to Korakia Pensione for one night.
I love my work and life and want to keep going and creating and striving, but sometimes you just have to relax.Right?
So, when I was told I was staying in the artist's studio, this amazing suite that Winston Churchill stayed in, I of course, felt I had to create, produce. I mean, just look at this painter's palette.
But I didn't have it in me. Instead, I swam in the salt water pool, enjoyed their Moroccan mint tea, ate and laid in this big bed reading, binge watching Transparent, and just reveling in the lovely hospitality that Korakia's staff bestowed on me.
So, who wants to come to Korakia with me next time? :)