Monday, April 5, 2010

Ahh....the end of a four-day weekend. How lovely. Now it is 9:30 pm and I am not looking forward to getting up at 5am tomorrow morning to start my usual work week again.

Yesterday, my husband and my 22 year old daughter went in the car for about a 1/2 hour drive north of here, (my daughter was driving--it was her surprise for us) when we pulled into a concession road, then onto another sideroad and pulled into a parking lot of the Bruce Trail. The Bruce Trail runs along the Niagara Escarpment from Niagara Falls up to Tobermory on the Bruce Peninsula. This peninsula separates Lake Huron from Georgian Bay. Cold, clear, deep and rocky Georgian Bay on one side and the shallow, sandy waters of Lake Huron on the other side and all within 20 minutes or less from each other.

However, our little bit of the Niagara Escarpment was a litte further south than the peninsula. The area of the trail was called the Nottawasaga Bluffs and what a little gem they turned out to be. We walked in on well defin
ed and groomed trails to an overview of a valley. What a nice surprise for us. My husband and I could handle the hike--no traversing up steep inclines or down rocky pathways!

The sun was warm on my skin. I wore a sleeveless top and shorts and was warm and toasty, especially after the hike. It was a little hard on my knees, but I sure felt good once we'd returned to the car. I sat on a rock and revelled in my elevated heart beat and momentary shortness of breath. How good I felt! I am embarrassed to tell you how long it has been since I had such physical activity as this, but it felt so good.

We returned to the house and put on our turkey dinner which we enjoyed around 7:30. My daughter had some friends drop over on their way back to Toronto and I enjoyed listening to their chatter and laughter (yes, there was laughter!).

My daughter's ex-boyfriend's mother dropped over after dinner and spent about 2 hours here. She likes my daughter very much and does not want to lose the friendship. I think it is giving my daughter false hope that the ex-boyfriend will call her and ask for a reunion. I am not convinced that this ongoing friendship is beneficial to her psychological well-being. My daughter was in a good mood before the mother came over, now she is very sad. The mother has good intentions, but I think they are mis-guided. My daughter wants her boyfriend back and I believe he will not be back. This visit may have put my daughter's progress in recovering from losing the love of her life (he's "the one") back a few days. I feel very unsettled about the visit.

Today, my husband and I did some chores that we both had been putting off. He put on a door knob on the kitchen door and I cleaned out the linen closet. We both felt so good after doing these little chores. The day was sunny, crisp and beautiful. It makes going to bed now with the intention of getting up in the morning for work, a little harder to take.