I love to have my friends over. I love to plan parties. I remember when I was young and my parents would have people over for dinner and games. We'd clean the whole house, plan menus, and wait in anticipation.
When I became a family of my own, I couldn't wait to have my friends over and make fun plans, but it wouldn't seem to ever pan out. The busy-ness of life would prevent them from coming or if they came, they were obviously worn and tired.
Yesterday, I had the distinct pleasure of running out the door at the last minute with friends who had no plans. Out of one text, we had a lovely adventure. Pedicures and a picnic were the highlights of a day unplanned at first.
It seems in this world of sports, meetings, jobs, and overtime, ninja planning a free form afternoon when things work out at the last minute, is the best route. Call your friends, throw food in a box, and go play.
The world around us is best tackled with friends.
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