It was one of those Fridays where it felt REALLY good to let my hair down after the fact.
After the fact of sitting in a NON-ergonomic desk chair, where I’ve had to put throws on the seat just to raise myself to some kind of adequate desk position.
After the fact of a killer end of work shift job task.
After the fact of having to stay back (at the desk!) and work overtime to finish it.
After the fact of this repeated cold I keep getting, where it comes, and goes, then comes back full force, with terribly itchy, runny nose and sneezing symptoms all day.
After the fact of a long week, where my neck and back was so sore.
I had to get out of the house. Baby girl and I ventured to the backyard, and she called me to the trampoline.
Yes. I needed to loosen up.
Bounce! and bounce! and bounce! we went. Every jump up and I could see into the neighbour’s yard, see their washing on the line, see she sheds in the other adjoining houses, see the street out front. We jumped too close to each other, laughed too much, and then…
The rain began to fall.
It had been a mild day, so when the drops came down heavier and bigger than usual, we didn’t mind.
“We need to go inside!” I said. “It’s raining!”
But the funny thing is, we didn’t. We stayed, jumping like mad, for a good few moments, waiting until the rain got consistent and then dashed inside.
Ahhh. There’s nothing quite like shaking all the sore, all the tired, all the pressure off your body from a long week…
Jumping it all out. ♥