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I’ve posted before about being too busy<\/a>\u00a0by default\u00a0and how my love of being active sometimes goes overboard<\/a>. I’m definitely at risk for taking on too much. This concept is my nemesis! A brief search through my blog these past 4.5 months<\/a> has made me realize loud and clear<\/strong> that I like to be busy but often can be too busy, and that puts me in precarious conditions physically and mentally. Yikes<\/strong>.<\/p>\n

Well, I am happy to report that this weekend felt like the perfect balance. I had a dinner date on Friday night, a Saturday lunch date, and then a Saturday night drinks, dinner, and more drinks date. It was all fabulous<\/strong>. I got to explore several places I’d never been before, and also return to a few familiar places. I got to hang out with people I know and love<\/strong>, and with people I had just met (who, with repeated exposure,\u00a0could possibly fall into the “people I know and love” category). It was a social<\/strong> and engaging<\/strong> weekend. Conversation ranged from the nutty (“Do you think you could use the lemongrass as a straw?”) to the intellectual (“What’s the connection between Vitamins A and D? Have you read that research?”) to the cerebral (“I like theatre that is about the consciousness.”)<\/p>\n

I had a nap on Saturday afternoon and then stayed home most of Sunday, reading books, blogs, and writing, flipping through recipes, exploring new jazz music (thank you, Spotify!), and FaceTiming with a bestie. I cooked a brown-rice lemon and asparagus risotto, played with the cat, watched some old 30 Rock episodes, and made a batch of hummus for the week. Sunday was quiet, calm, and contemplative. It rained, but I smiled.<\/p>\n

It was all a perfect combination. It was somewhere in between too much and not enough.<\/p>\n

For me, of course.<\/p>\n

What’s your perfect in-between?<\/p>\n

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in Between<\/a><\/p>\n