Easter Sunday, quite possibly one of my favourite holidays of the whole year. Usually packed full of friends, food and my entire family coming together, this one’s a little different. I’m not at home, there’s no big family meal to attend, nor a giant pile of chocolate eggs to decimate, and no real plans of any kind.
For the first time in a while, there is truly nothing to do. Tom and I had originally planned on cooking our own little roast, evening setting a place for Rosie, and making something of the occasion, but that never truly came into fruition.
See, we’ve both been trying to be a lot more active these past couple months, a little walk here.. a little walk there, perhaps a small bike ride along the beach – Y’know, the healthy stuff ‘normal’ people get to do, and the best part is that it doesn’t cost any money, it’s great!
Since moving to Bournemouth we’ve both been so caught up in both our separate lives whilst also finding a lifestyle of our very own. We’ve been looking after each other, but not really looking after ourselves. Constantly busy, always things to do on the weekends, events with Tom’s work, it’s all got in the way of just being able to go outside for light exercise, just enjoying the surrounding and each other’s company.
Another big part of our move towards chill-dom has probably been just how broke we’ve been, we haven’t gone out, nor driven back to the midlands, mainly because there’s been absolutely no money to do so. They say with limitations comes creativity, and in our case a sorry looking bank account has come a slightly more active, slower pace of life.
Last night we were rosie-less, and so decided to go for a short ride from Bournemouth Beach to Boscombe Beach. Its pretty much just a straight line and, even at minimal speed, the journey only takes a mere 20 minutes. Even with a last-minute surprise of Tom’s bike deciding to puncture for what seems like the seventy-second time, a quick run to Wilko’s (the only shop open on Easter Saturday), and the time it took him to fix it – We still managed to get to where we wanted before the sun set.
It’s been so lovely since the clocks have gone back, grabbing back that bit of daylight to go and do things. I’d had this fun idea in my head for an Easter photoshoot, wearing one of my favourite dresses that I had originally worn four or so years ago to an Easter dinner, whilst chomping on a chocolate egg in front of the setting sun of Boscombe Pier.
After our little drama with Tom’s bike, however, the egg was forgotten, I’d not realised how my heels were going to be a nightmare with the sand, and we didn’t have as much time with the sun as previously hoped – so, we ended up just messing around and taking photos whilst the chasing the sea in and out, all whilst watching the sun meet the horizon.
It was really very chill, both literally and figuratively – very refreshing. It felt how things did before we moved and had all the stress of adulthood shadowing over us, back when we’d go on silly little trips, just for the sake it. It really was a much needed escape from reality, and set the tone for our extended weekend. Plus, for the first time in a long time, we took some photos – we had fun AND were productive, we were ourselves again.
What I’m wearing:
This lovely dress is from the New Look Petite section. I picked it up many years ago despite it not actually fitting me at the time, luckily since then I have grown and I can wear it without worrying its going to fall down.. it is perhaps a little too short though. I will link similar dresses as and when I find them. My shoes are also from New Look and were featured in my A Glamorous Christmas Look post.
We then strolled over to the harvester (our new favourite chill spot, when we do have money) to purchase a couple of hot chocolates, before remembering we had had to buy a new inner tube for Tom’s bike, and thus the budget had been blown. Instead, we decided to cycle home and make our own with the stuff we already had, how very adult of us.
This morning we woke up and shared a £1 chocolate egg while we watched Bob’s Burgers. It’s the simple things in life that mean the world at the moment and, sure, I miss the piles of easter eggs (and whatever food I had given up for lent), but lazy Sundays in bed with my two faves 100% has scoffing myself silly beat.. At least, until they both fall asleep and start snoring (I’m looking at you Rosie).
This post didn’t really have a huge lot of a point to it, but it has been a while since I posted. I’m going to pretend I gave it up for lent, but really the past couple of weeks have been spent decompressing from a very busy start to the year. I’m back, I think, and hope to have some new content up very soon.
As I said when starting this post, I really love Easter time, and hope you are having/have had a great long weekend, regardless of what you celebrate. Oh, and enjoy the cheap chocolate, I’ll see you in the discount aisle from Monday!