What constitutes a great weekend? Fun at the beach with friends. Walk on the beach alone. Going to a movie, a play, your childs recital?
What about a weekend at home, with no agenda? This weekend was the only weekend for months on the calendar that had a completely empty day. Saturday. We left the house briefly in the morning and got tea and a quick run to Lowes. But then it was a day at home.
I. Cleaned. House. I had a very productive day and one that I loved. Lori worked and I interrupted her quite a bit. But I also dusted everything I could find included all four ceiling fans and frames on the wall and door casings. I also took down the living room curtains and washed all eight panels and hung them back up. Washing two at a time and no drying needed. They hang in the very sunny window and dried generally before the next set when up next to them. I cooked yummy meals. I vacuumed, changed bedding, sorted and tossed lots of things that “do not spark joy” any longer.
One would think with a day with nothing on the calendar I would curl up with a book or something but by the end of yesterday I felt as though things were nearly back in order.
Today we drove out to Murrieta to sign the final escrow paperwork. A drive we gave ourselves two and a half hours for and it took barely one. The drive home we went through the Cleveland national forest and although it took a lot longer it was a beautiful drive.
By the time we got home I was able to make some frosting for cupcakes I’m making tomorrow and get the bathroom scrubbed. Made a super easy yet yummy dinner and feel quite accomplished.
Now all that is left is finishing the laundry so I can pack for a business trip. Tomorrow I’ll pack to go to Palo Alto early on Tuesday morning, returning on Friday. But at least I’m leaving Lori with a clean house and a fridge full of yummy food.