Happy Monday, my friends! I hope you all had as lazy of a weekend as I did. Ryan and I did a bit of exploring, but we mainly just found places to sit for long stretches of time and people-watch.
I always want to kick myself for weekends like this. I feel like I should be doing more with my time, but I try to remind myself the simplest pleasures in life are the sweetest.
Here are a few things I’m doing that feel mundane on the surface but create daily joy on a subdued level.
I’m reading Knowledge is Beautiful. One thing I’ve come to love in the last six months is data and its endless possibilities. One can learn a lot from the comparison of numbers, but looking at them alone gives me the worst kind of headaches. A good data visualization, on the other hand, puts everything into perspective. From stars to superpowers to sandwiches, David McCandless’ categorizes data and makes it consumable and beautiful. I’ve spent hours pouring through the pages and am only halfway finished.
I’m watching the X-Files. When I heard about the reboot, I knew I had to finally watch the original series. I can’t believe I hadn’t watched it before, but it ended when I was 14. I didn’t start binge-watching tv shows until a few years ago.
First thought: Every sci-fi show since the 90s is just an updated version of the X-Files. That includes my beloved Fringe. Second thought: The chemistry between Scully and Mulder is the best I’ve ever seen on tv. I’m on season five, in which the flirtation and innuendos are getting juicy. If these two don’t hook up within a season or two, I’ll pull my hair out.
I’m anticipating a weekend trip to Milwaukee. Ryan and I realized a few weeks ago that we haven’t been on vacation since our second anniversary trip to Vegas last September, so we’re way overdue. We’ve been wanting to visit Milwaukee – and its many breweries – since we moved to Chicago and finally nailed down a weekend to go in August. We’re trying out Airbnb for the first time, so if you have any tips on that kind of experience, please let me know!
I’m tasting homemade bread. As I mentioned last week, an Eataly class made me curious about baking fresh bread. I made a few loaves of sourdough last week and was pleasantly surprised at the ease of the recipe and the tastiness of the end product. Ryan and I walked back to Eataly this evening to purchase more yeast, and I can’t wait to bake fresh bread every few nights.
I’m finding sand everywhere. No matter how careful I am to shake everything out in the foyer, if Ryan and I step foot on the beach, we bring a sandbox of sand into every corner of our home with us. We spent yesterday afternoon lying out in the sun on the lakefront and returned with too much sand, but that kind of lazy afternoon is worth every annoying grain.
So, maybe I didn’t exactly take over the world this weekend, but it was great to stop, take a deep breath and enjoy the little things.