Weekend 3 update
It's been a while since I chatted about my Weekend 3 doings. I fell out of the habit in the chaos of travel and returning home from the cruise, but I've quietly been trying to get back on top of them lately. This past weekend was a good example of what I've encountered.
Our driveway has been taken over by firewood, so I decided I would spend some time working on that. In addition, I planned on working for four hours on my latest project, and doing some various financial tasks that needed to be taken care of. It seemed good to me--one task for the house, one task for my artwork, and one random task. I had a pretty tight schedule, as Sunday afternoon I was going to be going to see a CT Sun game at Mohegan, and Sunday evening I had bowling. But it was totally do-able.
On Saturday morning, I woke up and quickly knocked out the Finances task. Yay! I then started to clean the house. Lately Per's been a huge help with getting those chores done, and the house has been in relatively good shape this week since we did a deep clean last weekend, so I figured I could get everything done before noon and then have the afternoon to do the firewood. Only Per was putting up his "overwhelmed" resistance to cleaning up his room, and when I looked around, I could see that he needed my help. So instead of getting the whole house cleaned, we focused on getting his space back into shape. After lunch, the whole family went outside to stack wood which sounds all pioneer-y and stuff, but in reality is a hot, tiring sweaty process occasionally punctuated by the discovery of a toad or a salamander. I was feeling extra motivated, so when Dean took breaks, I went around to the front yard and raked up the accumulation of branches from a couple of weeks of passing thunderstorms. Four hours later, we called it a day, and we all collapsed in the living room to eat take out Chinese food and watch a Disney film.
On Sunday, I woke up a little later than intended, thanks to a late night bout of insomnia brought on by our ever-vigilant and ever-vocal guard dog. I quickly jumped on the chores, but discovered while doing the very first one (clean the cat box) that there was still some cleanup left over from a minor flood we'd had in our basement thanks to our washing machine. I managed to get the basement a little cleaner and take care of the bathroom before it was time to leave. Left undone were the living room, the studio, and my bedroom--the three rooms that were in the best shape to start.
So there you have it. I didn't do two things--a serious chunk of my normal chores and working on my art project. But I did two unexpected major tasks--cleaning Per's room and raking the front yard. I'd like to call it a wash, but I'm a little mad at myself for not getting to the art stuff. And that is sort of how the Weekend 3 has been going for me lately.
Our driveway has been taken over by firewood, so I decided I would spend some time working on that. In addition, I planned on working for four hours on my latest project, and doing some various financial tasks that needed to be taken care of. It seemed good to me--one task for the house, one task for my artwork, and one random task. I had a pretty tight schedule, as Sunday afternoon I was going to be going to see a CT Sun game at Mohegan, and Sunday evening I had bowling. But it was totally do-able.
On Saturday morning, I woke up and quickly knocked out the Finances task. Yay! I then started to clean the house. Lately Per's been a huge help with getting those chores done, and the house has been in relatively good shape this week since we did a deep clean last weekend, so I figured I could get everything done before noon and then have the afternoon to do the firewood. Only Per was putting up his "overwhelmed" resistance to cleaning up his room, and when I looked around, I could see that he needed my help. So instead of getting the whole house cleaned, we focused on getting his space back into shape. After lunch, the whole family went outside to stack wood which sounds all pioneer-y and stuff, but in reality is a hot, tiring sweaty process occasionally punctuated by the discovery of a toad or a salamander. I was feeling extra motivated, so when Dean took breaks, I went around to the front yard and raked up the accumulation of branches from a couple of weeks of passing thunderstorms. Four hours later, we called it a day, and we all collapsed in the living room to eat take out Chinese food and watch a Disney film.
On Sunday, I woke up a little later than intended, thanks to a late night bout of insomnia brought on by our ever-vigilant and ever-vocal guard dog. I quickly jumped on the chores, but discovered while doing the very first one (clean the cat box) that there was still some cleanup left over from a minor flood we'd had in our basement thanks to our washing machine. I managed to get the basement a little cleaner and take care of the bathroom before it was time to leave. Left undone were the living room, the studio, and my bedroom--the three rooms that were in the best shape to start.
So there you have it. I didn't do two things--a serious chunk of my normal chores and working on my art project. But I did two unexpected major tasks--cleaning Per's room and raking the front yard. I'd like to call it a wash, but I'm a little mad at myself for not getting to the art stuff. And that is sort of how the Weekend 3 has been going for me lately.