Where was I? Oh, right, at the Plaza Bakery when we last spoke. When I decided it was time to leave, I couldn't resist taking a stroll around the plaza to see if there was anything I couldn't live without. As it turns out, it was your typical, New Mexico tourist fare, so I escaped with all my money.
I headed back to El Paradero to shower and get ready (since I was still in sweaty running clothes) and as I was blow drying my hair, I decided a nap was in order. I'm not sure that I had really done anything nap-worthy, but apparently my body is on a timer and it knows when it's time for a Sunday afternoon nap. I slept for about 45 minutes then got up for tea time. Much to my surprise and pleasure they were serving up round two of the flour-less chocolate cake. Did I mention it has a ganache icing and is HEAVENLY! Seriously, I can't stop thinking about it. I typed a little more as I enjoyed TWO slices of heaven and then decided if I was going to beat the Santa Fe dinner crowd, I'd better get a move on.
The night before, I arrived at the restaurant at 5:30 to find it already packed with patrons so last night I attempted to make it by 5:00. Thanks to my complete absence of any sense of direction, I made it to Cowgirl Restaurant at 5:30 and yes, it was already packed. Fortunately when you're a party of one, it is easy to find a place to sit. I ordered the crawfish etouffee which was delicious. Here's an Amy Fun Fact for the day: If we're at a restaurant with crawfish etouffee on the menu, you will be hard pressed to see me order anything but that. It is in my top 5 favorite dishes for sure. The Cowgirl was having a folksy/blues band that was to play at 8 last night and I so wanted to stay and listen, but around 7:30 I decided I was tired and bored (shoulda brought my laptop) so I headed to the ATM then headed back to my room.
Once in my PJs, I decided I was too tired to even write. In fact, I was too tired to do anything but go to bed. So I did. I'm a little embarassed to say, I slept for 11 hours last night. Who knew a writer's weekend could be so exhausting!
So here it is, Monday morning, check out day. I'm not looking forward to the drive home, but I am glad that I have the week off to do more writing and stuff around the house. I'm also grateful for the experience I had this weekend. I learned one thing for sure - I have the utmost admiration for anyone who has ever penned a book - best seller or not. At this point, I can't say for sure when or if my little project will come together or if it will ever be published, but I'm learning endurance and patience in the process, if nothing else. I'm also learning a lesson in trust. Several times throughout this weekend I began to question the point of writing my story at all. Who wants to read about my life? Who cares? It's all pretty mundane in the grand scheme of things, right? I finally came to the conclusion that this was Satan trying to get me off track. I may not know much about writing, but I do know that God has placed it on my heart to share my story and that when the God of the Universe places something on your heart, you listen. Meanwhile, I am going to rest assured that best seller or not, if it can be used to affect even ONE life, then all this time, all this typing, and all this wondering will have been worth it.
I headed back to El Paradero to shower and get ready (since I was still in sweaty running clothes) and as I was blow drying my hair, I decided a nap was in order. I'm not sure that I had really done anything nap-worthy, but apparently my body is on a timer and it knows when it's time for a Sunday afternoon nap. I slept for about 45 minutes then got up for tea time. Much to my surprise and pleasure they were serving up round two of the flour-less chocolate cake. Did I mention it has a ganache icing and is HEAVENLY! Seriously, I can't stop thinking about it. I typed a little more as I enjoyed TWO slices of heaven and then decided if I was going to beat the Santa Fe dinner crowd, I'd better get a move on.
The night before, I arrived at the restaurant at 5:30 to find it already packed with patrons so last night I attempted to make it by 5:00. Thanks to my complete absence of any sense of direction, I made it to Cowgirl Restaurant at 5:30 and yes, it was already packed. Fortunately when you're a party of one, it is easy to find a place to sit. I ordered the crawfish etouffee which was delicious. Here's an Amy Fun Fact for the day: If we're at a restaurant with crawfish etouffee on the menu, you will be hard pressed to see me order anything but that. It is in my top 5 favorite dishes for sure. The Cowgirl was having a folksy/blues band that was to play at 8 last night and I so wanted to stay and listen, but around 7:30 I decided I was tired and bored (shoulda brought my laptop) so I headed to the ATM then headed back to my room.
Once in my PJs, I decided I was too tired to even write. In fact, I was too tired to do anything but go to bed. So I did. I'm a little embarassed to say, I slept for 11 hours last night. Who knew a writer's weekend could be so exhausting!
So here it is, Monday morning, check out day. I'm not looking forward to the drive home, but I am glad that I have the week off to do more writing and stuff around the house. I'm also grateful for the experience I had this weekend. I learned one thing for sure - I have the utmost admiration for anyone who has ever penned a book - best seller or not. At this point, I can't say for sure when or if my little project will come together or if it will ever be published, but I'm learning endurance and patience in the process, if nothing else. I'm also learning a lesson in trust. Several times throughout this weekend I began to question the point of writing my story at all. Who wants to read about my life? Who cares? It's all pretty mundane in the grand scheme of things, right? I finally came to the conclusion that this was Satan trying to get me off track. I may not know much about writing, but I do know that God has placed it on my heart to share my story and that when the God of the Universe places something on your heart, you listen. Meanwhile, I am going to rest assured that best seller or not, if it can be used to affect even ONE life, then all this time, all this typing, and all this wondering will have been worth it.
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