Hey, A.
Ah, the weekend....
I don't know what came over me, but I just went on a little cleaning binge. Oh my goodness, how'd that happen?....
After school I entertained myself for a couple of hours poking around Staples; Bed, Bath and Beyond; and Pier 1. Then I did a little grocery shopping and came home around 5, prepared to be in for the weekend. The storm you had has made its way across the country and it's supposed to hit us with 6-12 inches tomorrow night into Sunday, so I have everything on hand that I need and I'm cool with staying in. I made myself a quick dinner (although I'm not sure steak'ums count as food, never mind dinner) and thought I'd do nothing else--just hang out and welcome the weekend. Take a Prevacid and wash it down with a little wine. I have the whole weekend ahead of me, after all. Well, suddenly I was bleaching my kitchen counters and throwing away receipts and that lo mein clutter, putting away the rest of my Christmas chachki that missed the last trip to the basement. I guess somewhere in my head I wanted to be free to do nothing. Meaning I didn't want to look over at my dining table only to see little piles all over it while I try to enjoy my book. And when I feel like making a calzone or pizza tomorrow, I didn't want to have to spend an hour getting my kitchen picked up and clean before I could dust my counter with flour. I didn't want to have anything hanging over my head. I'm not quite done with everything but the clutter is gone; I need to dust and vacuum, but visually everything is good. (That reminds me: we must bring up the topic of your nails.)
So, here I am at my dining table dressed in a new table cloth ($2 at B, B, and B--seriously), glass of wine nearby. I have two movies on hand (Little Miss Sunshine and The Pursuit of Happyness) and two days to watch them. Life is good.
Hope you have a good weekend planned.
Love,
Barb
PS I called my post "A Day Late" because I had intended to write later on Wednesday/my snow day/ after our conversation, and I never did.
PPS Oh yeah, I've tried to go without nails, too. I think I last 2 weeks before I get them back. Now I just stretch the maintenance and go every 3 weeks instead of 2, which is fairly easy with a French. Keep my posted on how long you last.
Friday, January 9, 2009
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