In an age where we are rushed off our feet and seem to be scheduling every little occasion to the last iota, it’s not surprising to hear people talking about weekenders as if they were major international vacations. It’s amazing how something so small can be so refreshing.
It was over some tempura and sake that a friend and I were raving on how a simple weekend away down to the peninsula, surf coast or up to the snowfields could be so revitalizing to the human body and mind. It’s almost as if you’ve traveled halfway across the country or globe for an extended holiday, but in reality you’re only about an hour away from the city.
But I guess it really comes down to how much you allow yourself to take it easy and let loose and we all relax in different ways whether it be hitting the surf, getting involved in extreme sports, having a few drinks at the local or lazing about with a good book and a cuppa.
For me, I take comfort in the company of my friends and spending time with them doing whatever, whenever, wherever. I’m simply not fussed, I just like spending time with them and enjoying their company and last weekend was the perfect example of how it can naturally progress so well.
Although a good friend organized a games night, it ended up becoming a kaleidoscope of watching the footy finals, drinking, eating and playing a riotous crossbreed game of Pictionary and Charades. And it couldn’t have been any more fun if we tried. We didn’t care what we were doing, we just enjoyed each other companionship and friendship.
So why do we get caught up in the necessary stresses of life? It’s obviously a combination of things. But I try to eliminate those stresses as best as I can and let myself enjoy what’s happening around me. That’s why I’m easy. Or so I think…