All weekends should be 3-day weekends

If I were supreme ruler of the universe, this is what I would do – make all weekends 3-day weekends. I’ve been moaning lately about the fact that I don’t have weekends. This is what happens when you finally get the kids grown and gone and you have an established (if you’re lucky, thriving!) career and you decide to start a business. You know, just for fun, right?

So, we launched Audible Yoga and I have a three-day weekend thanks to Martin Luther King and those fun extra days off that university jobs gives you. I started with a slight hangover. This will come as no surprise to my friends, and hey, we’ve all been there. Have I told you how deliciously lip-smacking the wine is around here? Well, it is. If you have come here, you know it. If you have not, well there’s a guest bedroom ready with fresh sheets just waiting for visitors. After the wine, Steve made me a lovely fresh margarita with … fresh squeezed grapefruit juice. It was AMAZING. Hence, the hangover.

When we first dreamed up Audible Yoga, we would meet at this coffee place.

Audible Yoga Started Here I needed breakfast. I had a long slog before me. I had these great post cards – and I needed to hang them in every community board, talk with every yoga studio I could find, and generally turn all salesman-y on strangers. Hard to do and breakfast would help. Audible Yoga Launches Of course, following breakfast, I had to stop in at the SB Library to see my friend and business partner’s art. These are lovely beach colored collages she made. They are exquisite and my poor photography skills do not do them justice. Art Follows Breakfast With some food in my stomach, a big iced tea in hand and lovely art to inspire me, I gave away nearly all my post cards and people were smiling and happy when I left them. Whew! Day two of the three-day weekend tomorrow. Time for a nap.

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A mother, sister, wife, and daughter who writes, knits, hikes, and practices yoga on the west coast. Loves a zippy chardonnay or a tart margarita!

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