go to a neighborhood festival
Yesterday, we left home at 1PM to go to Anacostia River Festival in Southeast DC.
You don’t know what this festival is?
I didn’t either.
All I knew is that the weather was gorgeous and that there was a River in the name of the festival.
It’s enough to make me happy.
When I got there I was even happier because:
- We found a parking spot less than a block from the main entrance. When this happens to you, you know the day is a good day.
- There was a bike parade and people who had a bike could take a beautiful hand painted fish-shaped flag. We didn’t have a bike. But we had Duderino’s stroller. And a stroller is like a bike, right? That convinced the lady with the fishes. And we got a colorful flag too. Little things that makes you happy.
- There was a huge scene with local musicians and performances all afternoon. A DJ, bands, dancers, musicians, from DC, the Carribbean and other places. So we danced and sung and blew some steam off.
- In the middle of an alley, there was this little group of 4 jazz musicians. While Hubby was getting some food, Duderina and I sat on super comfy armchairs in the middle of the street, hats on, and listened to good jazz music under the sun.
- We took a selfie with Miss District of Columbia. Actually, from the stage where she was, Miss DC took a selfie with us and hundreds of other people. But still.
- Duderino danced, laughed and was so excited that he couldn’t sleep on our way back. At 7:30 PM, he fell asleep, knocked out for a 13-hour night.
- I went to bed with the impression that I had traveled far far away when I was only at a 35-minute drive from home.
And you know what? I was so busy with all that that t I didn’t make it to the river.
I forgot. (and if you forgot where the river was in this story, it’s normal. It’s exactly what happened to me yesterday).
WHY IS IT SELF-CARE? Going to a festival is always fun. It’s a good opportunity to dance, hang out, play, walk barefoot, lay in the grass, get dirty with no one paying attention to you because everybody is doing the same.
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Yesterday was double self-care because we all had fun and relaxed but also because Hubby organized the whole thing.
In all couples I know, one person is usually the Great Organizer.
That person is in charge of looking for vacation plans, cool restaurants, nice spots for having a drink, great parties to go to, etc.
Being that person is really cool: at the end of the day, you’re the one selecting the activities so you end up doing almost always what you want (hehehe)
But it has several down sides to it:
- It takes a lot of time and energy
- There is no surprise in what you’re doing. And surprises are fun.
- You’re less likely to discover new things because you do what you’re likely to like. But how can you know if you’re liking something if you don’t give it a chance?
So my advice, if you’re the Great organizer, step back from time to time and trust your partner (yeah, it sums up being about trust)