I kinda wish I'd gotten more done this 3 days weekend, but that's because I'm definitely feeling on the mend and so the maybe-gonna-cry exhaustion that held me in its grip since Friday is fading from memory. There was no way I could have managed more than I did, and it is kinda a miracle I got done what I did. Which is to say, got the usual weekend chores done and my regular swim schedule kept, but there was no burning through giftcards for clothes and hardware. I need to buy some weatherstripping, but even being out today for TJs and Target was more than enough.
Did throw in another load of laundry. And gas up the car, at least.
Yeah, that sounds like plenty! I didn't do shit this weekend, and it's been great. Because I am super lazy.
Besides that door thing, I took out the trash and unloaded the dishwasher. And made lunch, I guess that counts.
I don't anticipate adding a whole lot to that list before day's end.
Out of boredom, I made smores in the kitchen with a torch. Now what?
I have moved my suitcase from the middle of the living room floor to the bedroom. Now I am taking down the tree. This is my list of accomplishments this weekend.
Now what?
Lay out your outfit for tomorrow?
I just remembered what's awesome about long weekends: I did all the errands in the world on Friday, but had already forgotten about them! Maybe I'll have another Sofia to celebrate.
Nom them?
12 oz of Guinness is only one point on the new Weight Watchers. Score!
The smores are of course eaten! And my outfit has been extensively pondered, but I still haven't decided exactly what to wear.
Gimlets are also a point, which I'm pretty skeptical of.
