Friday, I mentioned doing some things this weekend that included shopping and the Farmer's Market. I also said something about relaxing.
Huh.
Apparently, I failed to realize that all these things I wanted to do entailed going places, walking, lugging, doing things, etc. The upshot is that there was very little relaxing involved.
Though it WAS fun.
Weekend itinerary went something like this:
1. Meet friends and family at winebar Friday night. Laugh, talk, drink wine for a couple of hours.
2. Sat: wake up early, go to Starbucks for coffee and a breakfast sandwich.
3. Farmer's Market. Where Hubby proceeded to gag on goat cheese while I explained to the artisan that though his cheese was indeed excellent, my Darling Hubby just can't stand goat cheese — no matter how many herbs and spices are mixed in. I bought some, of course, and not just out of sympathy. I thought it was excellent.
4. Yard sale. It was impromptu, and no one was more surprised than I when Hubby pulled over. Unfortunately, there was nothing interesting. Except a typewriter. An actual typewriter! (Kids, see Google.)
5. Costco. Where Hubby proceeded to look grouchier and grouchier as I piled stuff into the cart. Apparently, “we need a few things” and “I haven't been shopping in a while” mean something different to him than to me. Although he perked up when we bought two whole chickens for him to put in the smoker.
6. Drop Hubby and groceries at home. Go to mall. Walk around for 3 hours, looking for things for my readers' luncheon giveaways, but only find stuff for me. Spend a very long time trying on clothes and shoes. Leave with a big shopping bag or two (in my defense, it was a SALE).
7. Back home. Grill out with Hubby.
8. Watch Blade Runner — never saw it before, very good, but I had weird dreams afterward.
10. We're up to Sunday now. (Exhausted yet?) Wake up, have breakfast and coffee at home. Play on computer for a bit.
11. We've invited my parents over for smoked chicken. This means the house, otherwise known as an official disaster area, must be cleaned and tidied. This takes a very long time, entails scrubbing and decluttering, and makes my back hurt.
12. Prepare side dishes while Hubby smokes chicken.
13. Did I mention laundry?
14. Crap, have to go to the store and get a couple of things. Most important: some live flowers to replace the dying ones on the mantel.
15. I. Am. So. Tired.
16. Dinner is practically done, parents arrive, we eat and talk and have a good time.
17. More laundry. Some wine. Bed.
Apparently, having fun is a lot of work! I'm exhausted from this weekend. Did you relax this weekend? Or did you find out, like me, that weekends can be a workout? What's your favorite thing to do to relax, or your favorite activity, during the weekend?
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Relax? Ha! The moving truck arrived with inherited furniture–miles and miles of it. Then one of the movers fell off a ladder flat on his back and head into the street. 911. Sirens. Chaos. He’s going to be fine but I’ve no doubt that it’s all over Old Decatur that my husband and I are divorcing and while one of us was moving out, we tried to kill each other. I am hoping to have my house back in order to give my fifteen year old godson a party when he graduates from law school.
Never seen Blade Runner? It is the religion of my husband.
I am with your husband on goat cheese–cannot abide it, I don’t care how many happy thought the goat had.
LOL, Jean!!! Yeah, knowing Decatur’s historic district, the rumors are flying. 😉 Thank God the mover is okay. ❗
I have now learned that Blade Runner is a cult classic. I see why, but man did it give me weird dreams.
I bought spicy goat cheese, btw. Yum!
If it’s the farmer’s market close to us, then let me say that goat cheese is FAB!
That’s the one, Kim! I agree about the cheese.
ARG! Sounds like my daily life… LOL
About Blade Runner, it is one of my favorite movies and is technically a “neo noir” movie. Yep, we studied it in one of those weekend classes with UMUC. Remember those days???
Yours, Cyn
I must have missed that class! But I do see the neo noir elements, definitely. It was so dark and gothic, really. I’ll have to watch it again sometime, now that I know what to expect, and analyze it a little closer. It’s hard to do that when you don’t know what’s going to happen!
Hi Lynn!
This weekend was very much a whirlwind. I was in Dallas (only to discover the emergence of the pandemic of Swine flu), spent most of it in meetings and writing sarcastic comments to my co-worker. I did manage to walk the area which was built up much like Bridgestreet. Now I am home, paying bills etc. Tomorrow is work–enough said about that.
I prefer to relax by hiking, reading, writing. Does it happen often..not as much as I’d like!
As a side bar–I also cannot stand goat cheese, but isn’t feta cheese a goat cheese? That is good to me. Ok, so maybe I’m just picky.
And where is that Wine bar?? I’ve been looking for it! LOL I am hoping to drag hubby there the next time we get a chance to go out together. 😈
Hey, Mary! Your whirlwind weekend sounds more tiring than mine. Yikes! I think Feta is sheep cheese. But yeah, Hubby will eat that, no problem.
The wine bar is awesome! You must drag your hubby out! Will email details…..