First four

This past weekend marked the first weekend of my-soon-to-be-ex husband and my new childcare schedule. We’ve finally decided, like so many other co-parents before us, to switch to every other weekend with the kids. With the way our weekday schedule is set up, this means that every week the girls will spend four days in a row with one parent. The other parent is free to do whatever they want. For four days straight.

Four days. Away from the noise. Away from the squabbles. Away from the endless performances. Away from the constant snack preparation. Simply, Away.

I didn’t physically go away this first weekend alone, but I did take full advantage of my me time.

Thursday night I hit the yoga studio then visited my boyfriend.

Friday I went straight from work to meet Jacquie at Harney Sushi, the self proclaimed, “music for your mouth, sushi for your soul” spot.

And I’ve gotta hand it to Harney, they’re in the know. Just look at the cocktail menu. They know how juicy and satisfying watermelons are.

We deliberated, but decided against the She-so Harney, as we were two heterosexual women out with each other.

Saturday I slept in, but by noon my boyfriend and I were out in his boat, taking in San Diego from the water. You get a different perspective from out there.

Like the backside of Sea World

The underside of the Ingraham bridges

The far side of the OB pier

And the view of my friend’s house from the ocean, instead of the typical ocean view from her massive deck.

You’re also able to go fishing.

And to stop in at the Mission Bay Yacht Club for a needed bathroom break

and one of Al’s Mai Tais.

Sunday morning I headed back to the yoga studio, then felt the desire to lie listless in the sun. I know it’s terrible for you, but I love lying in the sun, soaking in its warmth. My plan was to sprawl out on the soft sand. But my boyfriend had a better idea, and it’s my new favorite place to get a melanoma tan.

Brilliant, isn't it? (You don't think the red plastic cup is a beach booze ban giveaway, do you?)

Especially if you plan to lie out with a dog (you avoid the sandy mess).

So I had a great time. A relaxing weekend full of sun, sand, sea, sex, sleep, sipping, sunbathing, Sonny, sushi, and savasanas.

It was fantastic, truly, but I have to admit that by the end I felt too long Away.

Away from the love. Away from the little feet, perfect tanned bodies, and silly expressions. Too long Away from my girls.