Smell the Roses

Do you ever feel like you are living your life two thoughts ahead of yourself? I sure do. I really struggle with the tendency to always be thinking about what's happening next, rather than appreciate what is occurring in the moment. For example, this afternoon I got home about 30 minutes later than normal because I stopped by a wedding shower for two of the teachers at school. Joe had to go to an early meeting and my returning home late meant no work out time for us. After rough housing with Rémy a bit, we were both pooped and crawled in bed with Joe. Instead of just enjoying this quiet moment with my husband, I was thinking about how rushed I felt. Ugg, I hate this feeling. I had no reason to feel rushed, it was just the trap of my mental clock. Remember when you were a kid and summer felt endless. The summer evenings rolled into summer days and there wasn't a care in the world. I found myself so missing that feeling today. I want to be able to relax without thinking about what I need to, or should be, doing the next day, week, month, year, and so on. I keep thinking this feeling will go away when I get a job, or insert next big step in life. I have a pretty great two and a half months ahead of me; yet, my mind has already jumped to August.  I just want to be able to stop and smell the roses.