Apparently eating is my Olympic event! This weekend was fast and furious. I’ve been working on Fridays, and I tell ya, that is for the birds! (But just a few more weekends — thankfully!) This past Saturday though was one of the first in a long time that we slept in as late as we wanted (or that my bladder could stand it) and then decided to make waffles (pecan waffles for the hubs). I hate the feeling of living out this 80s song, but there is something special about Saturdays. The world moves a little slower. The neighbors are a little nicer. There is no pressure and it feels great. It’s also full of project potential. This weekend’s tasks: laundry, purging the filing cabinet, finishing another ikea hack, and regrouting the shower. (Each of which is mostly done.)
Sunday brought an unexpected surprise of a friend calling on us for a quick breakfast & chat over coffee. We felt like “real” city folk as we walked through the damp, foggy morning to a neighborhood eatery and had a leisurely stroll home.
It’s going to be a big week for my day job this week, so I’m not totally looking forward to it; but, that does mean that I’m coming up on next weekend when I’ll have a visitor! Can’t wait!