Right, weekend
It was a good weekend, but probably a little over-committed. Well, the next couple months until the move are probably going to feel that way.
Friday night, went home to relax. And Mandy called me! And it was awesome! We got like 45 minutes to talk, which is rare. Honestly with the time difference and her kids' bedtimes and my early bedtime, we really don't get to talk often at all. So it was extra-awesome. And I'd had sort of a rough week emotionally/physically (mostly menstrual for both), so ...yeah. Someone reaching out was very cool.
I went to bed pretty early and slept well. Up on Saturday to get to church a few minutes late for the 10 a.m. Blessing of the Animals service. It was awesome, and I got to hang out with some dogs AND a pet rat named Pepper. Now I kind of want rats again. But: no. Two cats is plenty. From there I went to the Renaissance Festival.
You know, I do this every couple years. I go, "Why do I still bother?!" The lines to get tickets took an hour. I should have realized, as nice as the weather was...but holy crap. And I just didn't know if my enjoyment would be up to it - BUT, I had planned on this day out. And with the move upcoming, any unclaimed time on the weekends basically by default has to go to cleaning, purging, packing. And I didn't want to do that...so I went to Renfest. And it was okay. I didn't have much agenda and didn't go see shows except the caber toss, but I hung out with people and it was cool. I started out awfully grumpy - combo of the long line plus long week as noted above - but chilled out.
Then I left around 5:30, and went to Bowie to visit my Dad's grave. Saturday was the 5th anniversary of his passing. It made it another emotional weight to the day, but more or less I was okay by then. I cried a little but not much. And I made plans to meet my friend Laura for dinner, and that was awesome too.
I have some really great friends, old and new, and sometimes I feel like I'm not quite doing right by any of them. But you know, that's the thing with friends, you can let that slide once in a while.
After dinner I went home and wrote most of a blog post (that didn't cross-post correctly) that I slept on and actually posted on Sunday morning.
And Sunday was church, then over to Target to pick up a last birthday thing for my brother (oh I'd gotten part of the small gift at the renfest too), and then to Mom's for family lunch. That was nice - the boys are both off on their own (college/real life) so my bro and SiL can relax a little. But from there I had to rush off to TJ's, pick up a few groceries, and run home to put those away and start laundry...then run out the door to YRUU.
Sundays are going to be an adjustment. I love working with the group but they're not the restful days they used to be. I have to watch that. (Again: It will be a bit less complicated after the move.) So the meeting was great and then I went home and did more laundry and one last Spanish assignment/quiz/thing and ate a small supper and went to bed.
And I didn't sleep that well, but it's a quiet Monday here, so the week is off to a more or less satisfactory start.
Friday night, went home to relax. And Mandy called me! And it was awesome! We got like 45 minutes to talk, which is rare. Honestly with the time difference and her kids' bedtimes and my early bedtime, we really don't get to talk often at all. So it was extra-awesome. And I'd had sort of a rough week emotionally/physically (mostly menstrual for both), so ...yeah. Someone reaching out was very cool.
I went to bed pretty early and slept well. Up on Saturday to get to church a few minutes late for the 10 a.m. Blessing of the Animals service. It was awesome, and I got to hang out with some dogs AND a pet rat named Pepper. Now I kind of want rats again. But: no. Two cats is plenty. From there I went to the Renaissance Festival.
You know, I do this every couple years. I go, "Why do I still bother?!" The lines to get tickets took an hour. I should have realized, as nice as the weather was...but holy crap. And I just didn't know if my enjoyment would be up to it - BUT, I had planned on this day out. And with the move upcoming, any unclaimed time on the weekends basically by default has to go to cleaning, purging, packing. And I didn't want to do that...so I went to Renfest. And it was okay. I didn't have much agenda and didn't go see shows except the caber toss, but I hung out with people and it was cool. I started out awfully grumpy - combo of the long line plus long week as noted above - but chilled out.
Then I left around 5:30, and went to Bowie to visit my Dad's grave. Saturday was the 5th anniversary of his passing. It made it another emotional weight to the day, but more or less I was okay by then. I cried a little but not much. And I made plans to meet my friend Laura for dinner, and that was awesome too.
I have some really great friends, old and new, and sometimes I feel like I'm not quite doing right by any of them. But you know, that's the thing with friends, you can let that slide once in a while.
After dinner I went home and wrote most of a blog post (that didn't cross-post correctly) that I slept on and actually posted on Sunday morning.
And Sunday was church, then over to Target to pick up a last birthday thing for my brother (oh I'd gotten part of the small gift at the renfest too), and then to Mom's for family lunch. That was nice - the boys are both off on their own (college/real life) so my bro and SiL can relax a little. But from there I had to rush off to TJ's, pick up a few groceries, and run home to put those away and start laundry...then run out the door to YRUU.
Sundays are going to be an adjustment. I love working with the group but they're not the restful days they used to be. I have to watch that. (Again: It will be a bit less complicated after the move.) So the meeting was great and then I went home and did more laundry and one last Spanish assignment/quiz/thing and ate a small supper and went to bed.
And I didn't sleep that well, but it's a quiet Monday here, so the week is off to a more or less satisfactory start.