For the past two weeks I’ve been telling Mr. Byrd that I wanted to go pick strawberries. His reply every time was, “just go do it!”. Even though I’m home all day I still have things I have to get done.
There’s clothes to wash and fold, kids to educate, errands to run, dishes taking over my sink and so much more. Its been a busy past few weeks and I felt like I was never going to make it before the season ends here in Texas, which is soon.
Then last week I looked at the weather forecast and realized that if we didn’t make it on Friday, we wouldn’t make it for another week. So I ditched the plans and we went to pick strawberries.
And you know what? It was lovely.
I am so thankful that I put the other “stuff” to the side and made time for that day.
The kids had a blast, everyone left with strawberry red lips that has been stained from the juice and the weather could not have been better.
It wouldn’t have happened if I wouldn’t have stopped being busy.
Yes, we suffered with a very dirty house that weekend and not all of the school work got done on Friday.
But the day was worth it.