The T.V. is off! James took Christian to a soccer game. Ian is happily playing with Christian's Bakugan (shhhh!), and I'm baking cookies. All to the soundtrack of my iPod's "Mellow" playlist. A perfect Saturday night.
And a nice way to end a busy week. I can't believe everything I've crammed into the last seven days.
First, before I re-join the office gym, I'm testing myself to see how serious I am about getting into shape (I don't spend $20 a month lightly). So I climbed the office stairs, from five stories below ground to the 16th floor, four times in five days. Ooh, boy. Do my thighs hurt! But I'm convinced my butt is already tighter.
And I'm trying to work more fruits and vegetables into my diet. No more snow to blame my rickets on. It's going well. So I'm smug.
On top of that, toss a two-hour meeting with our accountant and attorney (to sign our will--blech), a fun lunch with my Auntie Karen, an Al-Anon meeting, a fifth-grade band concert, an evening in Ian's preschool classroom...I could go on. In the words of a good friend, "I ty-ty!" But I feel good about how productive I've been. It's short-lived, I know, so I'm trying to enjoy it while it lasts.
Today's news: Christian finally has new bedroom furniture! He's been living in the guest room while James built an attic storeroom adjacent to his room, re-wired, re-trimmed, painted, etc. I love my storeroom. It has the cutest little door in Christian's wall. And I can store to my heart's content. The project has taken a year. But that's all I'll say about that.
Today's news: Christian finally has new bedroom furniture! He's been living in the guest room while James built an attic storeroom adjacent to his room, re-wired, re-trimmed, painted, etc. I love my storeroom. It has the cutest little door in Christian's wall. And I can store to my heart's content. The project has taken a year. But that's all I'll say about that. Meanwhile, the guest room is a disaster with all of Christian's crap. And since Ian inherited Christian's old furniture in the interim, poor Christian owns a dresser in the hallway. And that's it. We got a screaming deal on nice furniture at a local store that's closing. James may even go back tomorrow to buy new office furniture. Our current set-up is, well... Let's just say a couple milk crates on cinderblocks would be better.
Funny how, once you start spending money, it's hard to stop. No matter how much you know you should. But hey: We just signed our will! If we don't spend it, the lawyers'll get it.
Come to think of it, they're getting an awful lot of it already. But don't get me started.
Instead, I should write about cookies! Isn't that why we're all here?
So, I'm baking more Grammy's Chocolate Cookies for Wilma's birthday. It's all she wants. And since she's impossible to buy for, cool!
Tomorow, shortbread. I hit a sale at City Kitchens this week and picked up the 10" tart pan, a round cutter and even a tart tamper (that sounds kind of dirty). All for less than $20! I rock.
So, my main goal for the rest of the weekend is shortbread, housework and grocery shopping. Oh, and bathing the dog. And my car needs to be vacuumed out. And those dead dahlias out front need to be cut down before James starts calling me the neighborhood white trash again. (He really needs to stop that.) I need to finish my book club book. Damn, and I need to make the bed.
But I'm going to coffee with Renee in the morning, so it will all have to wait. Jeez. Now I'm all stressed out over everything I need to do! So much for Saturday Night Peace.
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