Time for a break.

I'm getting that restless feeling again. The one that comes on every 3-6 months, that makes me not want to get out of bed on the five (or six...sometimes seven) days a week that I get paid to do so. The one that makes weekends and the few hours I get to spend with the girls before they go to bed way too short.

I think everyone has been here. It's nothing new.

I know what to do when I get this feeling. I get outside. I take a day off work to spend with my family. I ride my bike, or work on a project around the house. I say "no" to things I don't want to do, or things that will interfere with any of the things I value in life.

So, this weekend when the girls where napping I went for a hike. It was a cold day, but it was sunny. The brisk wind and sun on my cheeks was great. I even took my radio along and had a conversation with my dad while I hiked. I couldn't have been happier.

On Monday I asked my manager for Wednesday off, so I could have some time for myself. I have a few appointments to take care of in the morning, but when I get back home Lauren and the girls and I are loading up and heading to the Children's Museum. It should be a good day with the family, and a day to recharge before jumping back into it.