On Not Having the Weekend All Figured Out

Hey Friend, it’s Saturday, what are we doing?

Dang, here we are again, back at the weekend. Is it me, or is time just flying by? I’m asking for a friend. :)

So, before I go any further, I hope you’re already having a good weekend. And remember, nobody, not even me, has it all figured out.

But I will say this… this week, especially after Mother’s Day, really had my thoughts all over the place.

I was supposed to have a new drop ready for Funky Grunge Boutique, and in my mind, I just knew getting back to work would instantly make me feel happy and motivated again. But before I could even think about listing anything new, I still had three Ugly Denim Mystery Bags that needed to be created first. Ya girl stays busy behind the scenes, and sometimes I truly underestimate how much energy creating takes out of me mentally and physically. 

Now that the weekend is finally here, I’m realizing this might not be one of those weekends where I need to rush around trying to be doing something every second of the day. Honestly, I think I need a moment to slow down, breathe, and figure out how to show back up for myself again, too. Yes, I am learning every week I need to fill up my cup before I crack. Lol #nopun to the cup community:)

My POV: Because sometimes we think jumping right back into work is the thing that will fix everything, when really we may just need time to reset our thoughts, clear our minds, and stop carrying the weight of every little thing all at once.

And if I’m being honest, there are so many things in my life that I’ve p pushed purposely to the back burner lately. Little things around the house, personal goals, unfinished ideas, and even

moments of rest. This whole week, I’ve felt like I’ve been moving through life in idle mode, just trying to keep up while my brain was somewhere else entirely.

I used to think being happy and joyful all the time meant life had to look perfect. I thought peace came from having everything organized, figured out, and flowing exactly the way I planned it.

But the older I get, the more I realize protecting your peace has to become intentional.

Because life can change your mood in a matter of minutes.

One phone call can shift your entire spirit, and one stressful conversation can sit heavy on your mind all day. Even watching the news too long can leave you emotionally drained before the morning is over.

That’s why I’ve been paying closer attention to the things I allow into my mental space lately. When life feels good, I want to actually enjoy those moments instead of spending all my time worrying about what might go wrong next. # realtalk

And trust me, I know life isn’t perfect because things happen. Honey, bad days happen, mixed with unexpected moments. But I’m learning that sometimes it’s okay to restart your day whenever the mood hits. Sometimes you have to pull yourself out of your own pity party, regroup, and try again tomorrow or next week. You are the captain of your own ship.

Maybe that’s why this weekend feels less about productivity and more about regrouping.

I want to refill my own cup a little, clear my head, and get back to the simple things that make me feel grounded again.

I’ve also realized I need to protect my energy better. Not every opinion deserves space in my mind, and not every difficult moment deserves permission to ruin my entire day. The older I get, the more I understand that peace is something we have to create for ourselves, little by little.

And honestly, I think a lot of us are quietly learning how to start over in our own ways.

There really is no perfect way to figure life out, no matter how polished everybody online tries to make it seem.

These days, happiness looks much simpler for me than it used to.

It looks like slow mornings with coffee sitting beside me while I sit on my sofa staring into space. It looks like laughing with my husband, creating something with my hands, taking breaks from the internet when everything starts feeling too the same, and allowing myself to exist without feeling pressured to have every single thing figured out immediately.

I’m also learning that joy doesn’t always arrive through huge life-changing moments. Sometimes it shows up through ordinary days that feel calm, safe, cozy, and a little lighter than the day before. And that's the type of feeling I am pursuing daily.

And maybe that’s enough.

So this weekend, if you’re feeling overwhelmed, emotionally tired, behind in life, or unsure about what comes next, maybe don’t pressure yourself to have all the answers right now. Maybe this season is simply asking you to slow down long enough to hear yourself think again.

Lately, what’s been helping me most is getting outside more, reading more books, protecting my peace a little at a time, and reminding myself that starting over does not mean failing. 

What’s been bringing you joy lately? 

Until Next Time,

Here’s to living beyond existing.

xo Tangie