We're at the dread time of day. Dreading tomorrow being Monday and dreading the week ahead. Oy. I hate it. There used to be a time when I looked forward to Monday because it meant my family went back to their obligations and I got to write all day. But what are you going to do except what you have to?
The weekend was busy. We got a lot done, but there's still so much to do. Managed to get my huge plants outside with the help of K3, but now I hear we're supposed to have super cold temps Monday and Tuesday nights. Oy. We'll have to see if we can get them inside ourselves, or have one of the boys come back over. When I say they're huge, I mean, they're huge.
The grandboys were here for chaos and snacking last night. Mom dropped them off on her way out for the evening and Dad picked them up after work. We painted suncatchers, made popcorn, and smoothies. B had his first game of the new season, too. We couldn't make it, but I wish we had. They won by a landslide, with B scoring a solid third of the goals.
We also got to see K5 for a few minutes yesterday. And K3 & A came over for dinner today and to help with plants. It was a good time. It's always a good time. We made burgers and macaroni salad.
I got a decent amount of writing done while That Man worked on the driveway project. All in all, a pretty good weekend. I just wish there were a few more days of it.
And that is all.
Behave!
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