The weekend is coming…?
I’ve had the kids so many days (three weekends in a row plus that week I took off from work) and we’ve been soooo busy that it seems surreal to me the weekend is coming and they won’t be with me and I have nothing that must be done besides reading some chapters from Candide and keeping an eye on Tropical Storm Isaac.
Honestly I’m really pleased about that and trying to fight the little voice in my head that is demanding I make the absolute best use of all of that glorious free time or else it will be wasted. Dear Little Voice, wasting time sounds absolutely glorious right about now. And next weekend the kids will be with their dad again so two weekends in a row. I figure I’ll do a lot of time-wasting this one and maybe plan something girly for next weekend. We’ll see.
Honestly I’d be really happy crocheting and reading all weekend. Maybe doing some ultra light clean up. Laundry for one because I’m really short on unmentionables right now. Maybe I’ll mop something. Maybe. Maybe not.
And I think I am PMSing because I’m craving major comfort/junk foods and am super thirsty. I’d love to make myself a big fat batch of these homemade Chicken Hot Pockets. But maybe I won’t. Who knows?
Do you have any plans this weekend or are you up in the air?