But I did work hard. Husband originally wanted to go camping but I needed a weekend at home. An entire weekend, not just a Sunday afternoon. We've been running crazy the last month and haven't had any weekend home time. I thought we might do something low-key, like a movie but I woke up Saturday in cleaning mode and spent the day doing some deep, intense cleaning. Ceiling fans, air vents, baseboards - all the areas that get neglected in the regular cleaning rotation. I seriously sat down for maybe a few hours the entire day. I even skipped lunch with the fam so I could finish cleaning the inside of the oven. It was awesome.
And that's not a sarcastic awesome. It really was awesome. Not the actually cleaning part, because I'm lazy and generally that kind of stuff just sucks. But it felt good to be productive and to get stuff done and to move that much and to just get after it like a machine. I felt like such a badass. A badass cleaning goddess.
Don't make fun of me - I don't do sports so this is all I got...
I thought my couch might begin suffering from separation anxiety so I remedied that with a slow and lazy Sunday. Church and laundry and that was about it. And trying something new with lunch. Grilled tomatoes. The family was not a fan. I thought they were good but not if you expected it to taste like a tomato. Does that make sense? You just had to base it on the merit of it's taste alone, not the expectation of what you think it should taste like. I'm going through a tomato kick lately anyway so not sure about that...
Need to begin finding some good dip recipes. Two more weekends and we'll be gathered around the tv to celebrate the return of college football and maybe its just me, but I'm thinking no one wants to munch on some tomatoes while watching the game...
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