Observances of Last Weekend

December 16, 2009 Cindy

A few months ago I found out that I had until the end of the year to do a bit of travel or else I would lose the chance (and a little money).  So I planned 2 short trips to Sedona.  The first was taken in October with just myself and the kids as hubby didn’t have any vacation time to spare.  Fun trip and beautiful scenery but I was still “THE MOM” with all the concerns and drudgery that the role entails.  The second trip was taken this past weekend.  The hubster and I, sans children, threw together a couple of suitcases and hopped in the car Friday after work and made our way to the Red Rocks.

We traveled with no real agenda or the foggiest idea as to the whereabouts of the resort.   We stopped for a quick dinner at a Denny’s and joked about how “not-so-quick” the service was.  We finally got to our unit around 11 pm, did the compulsory tour of the facilities, checked the television for anything worth staying up for, and, finding nothing, decided to call it a night.  

The rest of the weekend was made up of us doing whatever we wanted, when we wanted, if we wanted, and how we wanted.  We took a few little drives to nowhere in particular.  On one such drive we happened upon a winery and stopped in for a tasting – a first time experience for both of us.  On another we checked out some residences for sale and quickly realized that we can’t afford Sedona…but maybe Cottonwood…maybe…someday. 

The weather was damp and cold and beautiful to me.  Hubby’s not too keen on cold, wet weather.  Still it was fun getting rained on as we browsed the galleries and checked out all the shops.  We enjoyed strolling thru Tlaquepaque in the drizzling rain with cups of hot cider keeping our hands warm while we window shopped in the midst of 6000 luminarias.   Later that night the steam from the jacuzzi swirled while the drizzle continued and the pool water was warmer than the cold night air, too.  Back in the room a night cap and a quick round of channel surfing before the lights went out.

Sunday found us sleeping late and packing up for the drive home.  As we made our way southward singing to whatever was on the radio, I was anxious to get home to see the kids but sad at the same time to see the weekend come to a close.

I realized that when you take away the kids, the house, the bills, the work, and the obligations, two stressed out, prone to bicker, adults are freed to rediscover that they still enjoy each other’s company and can have fun and feel young again.  This bodes well for the day that our nest becomes empty.  Until then, I am going to make it a point to plan more kid-less fun!

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