Just a Weekend

This weekend was just a weekend.  While this sounds mundane or routine, it was everything but that.  For most people, this would be like every single weekend of their adult lives.  But for us, with so many jobs and a house that requires constant work, this weekend was a glorious "just a weekend."

For the first time in probably six months, I had the entire weekend off.  Okay, well, I had all day Saturday and Sunday off (we'll forget that I worked Friday night...).  Our goal was to de-clutter our office which is the thoroughfare to our downstairs bathroom and one of the ways you can get to our kitchen.  My desk is very large and it is one of the smallest rooms in our house.  We have one built-in bookcase, a fireplace, four doors and two large windows in this room.  We also have two tall and two small bookcases, as well as two short tables.  Oh, and one tall CD shelving unit.  You don't even have to see the place to realize that there is far too much stuff in there.  I have been working hard to get rid of many of my books (a very difficult task for me!) as well as knick-knacky things that accumulate there. While my efforts were strong, as we worked this weekend, they didn't seem quite enough.  We have way too much stuff!

We spent Saturday working on moving things around, cleaning behind furniture, and re-organizing.  Saturday night, we went out to dinner with friends, then came home and enjoyed a quaint little movie (Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day).  We went to bed tired, but feeling like we accomplished something. 

On Sunday, we skipped church (I know, we're heathens) because Builder Boy continues to be sick (that's a whole separate post) and we didn't want him infecting the masses.  Instead, we made a quick trip to a store to buy some Christmas presents and had lunch there.  We came home and while I made a quick trip to the grocery store, Remodel Man and Builder Boy played.  We finished watching another pathetic football game (seriously?!) and then tackled more of the office while we smelled pork and sauerkraut and wieners and potatoes cooking in beer in the slow cooker. 

Now, Builder Boy is in bed, I am doing some much needed grading, Remodel Man is on his way home with Blizzards, and our office, while not completely done, is looking simplified. 

Why do I regale you with this long, drawn out post about the minutiae of my weekend?  Because I never have this relaxed and productive weekends.  Is this how the other half lives?

Comments

[Heidi]

Bliss! I'm glad you enjoyed your "just a weekend!"

[Stacey]

I LOVE weekends that are just the right balance between relaxing and being productive! Perfect.

I hope you'll post before and after pics showing off your hard work!

[Ann]

I used to think that people who had weekends like that were just boring people, but now I know better! It sounds terrific! (Especially the part about Remodel Man bringing home Blizzards!!)

Glad you enjoyed it - you certainly deserve it!