This is the first post in the new series I introduced a while back. It’s called The Manny Posts. So if you’re reading this post and wondering what I’m going on about, here’s a short summary: I wrote a post about having writer’s block, and my Sweet Potato, Manny bought me a journal with 300 writing prompts. I have decided to share my thoughts in the journal on here with you. These posts will be called The Manny Posts, and you can read the original post here. The journal has 300 writing prompts, and I will be.
Writing prompt: write about a memorable experience you have had staying in a hotel
Mother’s Day 2018! I spent Mother’s Day in a hotel. I don’t even remember what hotel it was now. Nope, I take that back. I now remember the hotel, and it shall remain unnamed.
I have had three Mother’s Day celebrations since I became a mom, and 2018 was the third one. Before I became a mom, I always thought it was funny when moms said that all they wanted for Mother’s Day was to be left alone, but I surely found out after I became a mom, and in 2018, I especially found out.
I did not spend this Mother’s Day with Ada Verastic. One would have thought that I spent the day looking into her eyes and admiring her, but no, I didn’t. In fact, not only did I not spend Mother’s Day with Ada Verastic, but the entire weekend was spent without her. I spent it in that hotel. I slept, woke up, watched TV, did some other things and repeated as many times as possible.
Breakfast happened downstairs in the breakfast room. Sitting there with all those strangers made me have nostalgic feelings about blog conferences. I did not attend any blog conference last year, and so far, I have not attended any this year, so every time I sat there to eat, I could not resist the urge to talk about missing blog conferences – especially BlogHer.
Between breakfast, the naps, the inactivity, and the cashew nut and granola bar snacks, I didn’t need lunch. For dinner, I ordered food and had it delivered. I was determined to not leave my room. Although I had my laptop, I did not get any work done. I did not even attempt to turn it on. But I had it fully charged though!
It’s easy to get caught up with being busy because being busy is celebrated and glorified. But being busy does not necessarily mean being productive. I have had many moments of being busy but not productive. Also, sometimes, you just need to rest and do nothing.
For Mother’s Day, all I wanted and needed was to rest and do nothing. Not a single thing. And I accomplished that. I did not write. I did not cook. I did not drive. I did not have a toddler climbing me and tugging me and calling me a hundred times per minute. I had rest.
This journal asks for my most memorable experience in a hotel, and this was mine to date – although the experience itself had nothing to do with the hotel. I would have probably had the same experience at almost any other place.
So there you have it, Sweet Potatoes. I have published my first Manny Post. Thank you again, Manny. You are bae.
P.S. I used to have a monthly journal. Remember it?
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