I recently had a phenomenal “me” day. I love spending quality time with my husband, with family, with friends, but taking time out of my busy life for some solitary moments just puts me in a really good place. I’m creatively inspired, motivated, and ready to take on whatever challenges that may come my way in the near future.
Making my way to the Oregon coast earlier in the day is not something I’ve done in a while. We usually make an afternoon/evening out of a trip to the coast, so it was definitely a nice change of pace. I found a little hole in the wall cafe and cozied up at a table next to a wood stove, overlooking a creek that ran into the ocean. I had fully planned on sitting on the deck that boasted stunning views of the creek and ocean, but alas it started to rain just as I arrived. Silver lining, the rain made for a fantastic ambiance, setting the mood for a long morning dedicated to some productive writing. And write I did!
I got hours worth of writing in and it felt so amazing. When I write at my house I start out with such good intentions, but typically end up getting distracted by one thing or another. My husband wanting to go on an evening walk, my dog dropping toy after toy at my feet with his pleading eyes begging me to play, a book I desperately want to read calling to me from across the desk. Without any of the usual distractions, I got so much accomplished and it was such a great feeling. I spent the rest of the day in this “I just wrote a chapter of my novel” haze and can’t wait to feel that high again.
Shortly after I wrapped up my manuscript writing, I headed to Lincoln City for some lunch and lounging on the beach. I found a lovely window seat at Mo’s and curled up with my book for a delicious bowl of chowder. The rain fortunately subsided during my lunch and by the time I was finished I was able to head out to the beach for some more reading. I found a perfect log to lay my towel up against and spent the next four hours journaling and devouring my latest book find, The Snow Child.
After my neck started to ache from leaning over my journal and book for a few hours straight, I packed up my stuff and decided to go on a nice solo walk on the beach, letting the icy Pacific Ocean water lap around my toes, ankles, shins, and knees. I’ve always been drawn to water and something about the freezing water of the ocean I’m drawn to. It is almost as if it is a personal challenge to stay in as long as I can possibly stand it. Must be the Cancer in me! 🙂
It was the best “me” time that I’ve had in a very long time. Sure I’ll break away for a few hours on the weekend, or squeeze in an evening writing, holed up in my office late into the night. A full day is a rarity. It was so incredibly fulfilling and personally rewarding that I am anxiously awaiting my next great writing escape!