I have become something like a weekend warrior! To start with, I have always feared weekends in a way. I know, that sounds crazy. But for me, weekends have always represented the best part of the whole week, the most fun and fulfilling time in seven short days. Unprecedented relaxation time. Time for me.
Now, however, I have found that week days, although sometimes difficult to meander through and a bit overwhelming, can be just as much fun as the weekends. I am beginning to manage my time in ways I never have before. For instance, I have been actually doing my homework the day it is assigned and before class. I am doing my absolute best to not fall behind in class, even though it is hard. I do as much homework during the week as I can, and then I leave the weekends for relaxation and procrastination.
The only problem that I have encountered is that at some point, I began to hate weekends. I felt that all I wanted to do was lay in bed and not doing anything, because for the rest of the week I usually do not have much time to do that. I found myself not wanting to go anywhere on the weekends, I just wanted to stay home and watch the minutes tick by until the weekend was over.
I began changing that when I went back to school. I have been making myself go out and do things on the weekends. A few weeks ago, my family and I went to King Richard’s Faire on a Sunday. I did not want to go because I knew that Sunday was my last day before the week started. I decided to go anyways, and I had a fantastic time. It was My Love’s first time going, and we saw many entertaining shows like the Tiger show, which showcased many rare tigers and animals from all over the world. We also saw the torture show, which involved a lovely and handsome young man doing fire-breathing tricks and sticking fish hooks in his eyes. We even saw the Mud Show, an annual favorite for us. Afterwards we sampled delicious clam chowder in bread bowls, turkey legs, and whoopie pies. We walked around and enjoyed the costumes and poked our heads into the many different shops. When my boyfriend and I left the fairgrounds for the day, we remarked about how we had forgotten all about going back to school on Monday. We laughed and admitted me needed to do things like go to King Richard’s so we could remove ourselves from the daily grind and spice things up.
This past weekend we decided to again go out, this time to Jamestown and Newport, Rhode Island. We had tickets to ride the ferry across the bay, and considering we went so late in September, the weather felt like it was summer. We both dressed up quite nicely: I wore a low cut black dress and My Love wore jeans with a long sleeved button down shirt and he looked insanely good. We were a beautiful young couple enjoying our love and Newport.
We walked around Jamestown for a bit before our boat arrived and drank a delicious Toll house milkshake! When the boat arrived we climbed aboard and allowed the boat to rock us into a relaxed state. We docked at Ann St. Pier and walked around to look for a good place to eat. We finally came across a quaint Thai Cuisine restaurant. I ordered the Drunken Noodles, and My Love got the Pad Thai. Both meals were absolutely fantastic. We ate and drank iced coffee (also amazing) and discussed chopstick etiquette and my trip to China. I told My Love that I sometimes forget where I have traveled to, and it can be weird to talk about! Earlier in the day we had gotten into a fight, and as we drove to Jamestown we worked it out. A few hours later we were laughing, eating, and basking in each other like nothing had happened.
I must admit, the best part of the entire trip to Newport was when I took My Love to his first sex shop. When I lived in Europe, I became accustomed to sex shops and I now enjoy going into them occasionally. For My Love, it is a little different. He was fearful about what people would think if they saw him going into the shop, but I took him anyway. Once inside, he was nervous. I could tell he was not quite sure where to put his eyes. Eventually, he relaxed and started to look on his own for a bit. After we left, we talked about what we liked and did not like. It was another great opportunity for us to get to know each other and our desires, bringing us closer together as a couple.
After strolling the streets of Newport we boarded the boat to go back to Jamestown. The ride back was fantastic. The sun was beginning to dip low and the sea sprayed our faces gently with water. As we cuddled on the back of the boat it felt as is we were in sync our feelings and emotions at the same time. I felt absorbed into his flesh and loved feeling his body next to mine. We cruised past different islands and under bridges, and overall had a remarkable time.
Doing this on the weekends, as I have found out, can be fun and invigorating. Going to King Richard’s and to Newport took my find off of work, school, cleaning, cooking, etc. and allowed me to just relax. My Love and I have tickets to take the Cape Cod Rail Road, and we are both very excited for another weekend adventure in each other’s arms.