happy easter
A Packed Weekend Without the Holiday Mood
This weekend was supposed to be anything but relaxing. The plan? Make major progress on the inner walls of our new home. Painting, prepping—no Easter slow-down in sight. We knew it was going to be a full one.
Progress in the Midst of Setbacks
And yes, we did get work done. We removed all the tape from windows and doors, pre-cleaned everything to spot flaws more clearly, and started with the first layers of filling to prep for the painting phase. It felt good to move forward where we could.
But the humidity inside the house—thanks to the floor still drying—really slowed down the pace. And then came the frustrating discoveries: patchy surfaces, poorly done prep work, flaws that had been hidden until now. Classic self-build reality. You see everything, and that’s a blessing and a curse.
Frustration, Delays & An Unexpected Pause
We hit a wall (figuratively—and literally). Progress stalled. The frustration crept in, as did anxiety. It’s exhausting when you’re ready to go full speed, and circumstances force you to slow down.
But somewhere in that resistance, we found a pocket of pause. And that pause was needed. With my upcoming work trip to Norway on Wednesday, the timing was oddly perfect. Rest was not part of the plan, but I’m starting to see it as a gift.
Keeping Easter Traditions Alive
We still carved out space for the soft and familiar. Easter traditions with my family, warm moments, and sweet details—like the adorable lamb-shaped cake my sister baked for me, complete with a tiny bow. It was everything.
Getting Ready for Norway
The weekend naturally shifted gears toward prepping for my trip. I started organizing my packing list, doing a little last-minute shopping, and making space mentally for what’s ahead. A quiet kind of momentum, but momentum nonetheless.
Listening to the Signs
Lately, I’ve felt overwhelmed. When you’re giving your all and juggling multiple projects, your body eventually speaks up. Mine did. I’ve felt exhausted—drained during the day even with enough sleep. My body said: slow down.
It’s hard to listen. Hard to give yourself permission to pause, especially when you’ve got big goals and even bigger dreams. But I’m learning that doing less doesn’t mean giving up. Sometimes it’s the smartest way to keep going.
Hoping you all have a beautiful easter weekend and wishing you the time to slow down a little.
Waves of love, always.
Ines
