I’ve mentioned before that, during the school year, Maribou and I have staggered schedules. Nothing crazy, just a few hours. This means that she gets to sleep without an alarm clock and I get a few hours to myself in the evenings after work before I wander over and pick her up.
During the summer, we have the same schedule so I can drop her off at her work on my way to work and, if my day doesn’t run long, I can pick her up either at her work on the way home if her day was busy enough for her to be playing catch up into the early evening or, if she gets everything done, she can walk over to the little diner and enjoy some private time in one of the booths with a lemonade or something while she waits for me to pick her up so we can begin our evening.
Well, the school year is in full swing now and she’s doing all of the frenzied beginning of the year stuff so, after work, I get a couple hours of alone time before I go pick her up from work. And, golly, this is year 10 of doing that? Year 12? Something like that… and, golly, it’s always a little bit jarring and a little bit welcome all bundled together.
As such, this weekend is a date weekend. Saturday morning we can run some errands and then go out to breakfast together and she can talk about all of the new stuff going on at work that is totally different from this time last year and all of the stuff that, seriously, never changes. Given that I’m working a short week due to the Labor Day holiday, I’m going to talk about whether we shouldn’t invest in a lottery ticket. Because, seriously, it was awesome to not do anything.
The rest of the weekend is going to be the normal hectic stuff. Gotta get some more staples at Costco, gotta get some cat supplies at PetSmart, gotta get some eggs and milk and bread at King Soopers.
And the best part will be noticing how much earlier the sun sets. Noticing how much colder it is in the mornings. And maybe start thinking about starting to think about putting the A/C away for the season after we’re sure we’re past the 90 degree days. And maybe even daydream about getting the hoodies out of the back of the closet.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Featured image is “Cornicopia22” by Village Cake Lady. Used under a creative commons license.)
On a whim, a couple weeks ago, I signed up for a needle-felting class at the nearest-to-me yarn shop (an hour away; I live in the middle of nowhere).
After the past few weeks I’ve had, I think getting to repeatedly stab fiber with little needles (which is how needle-felting works) is something I need. (The technique allows you to turn wool into a fairly solid form; lots of people use it to make small figures of animals or gnomes or things like that. The class I am taking is to make an owl…)
There’s something satisfying to my brain about “getting to use stabby needles” but also “making something fun and creative using what looks like a destructive technique”
I also think I need to plan more things like this on the weekends, both so I am getting out and doing things instead of staring at the same four walls (either in my office or in my living room) but also so maybe I hopefully can make some new friends; I have lost too many friends (to either moving far away or death) in the past 5-6 years and I really need to expand my social circle.
I also need to mow the lawn – that’s probably Saturday morning early before I go down for the class – and on the way home a stop for at least minimal grocery shopping.Report
Road trip to the coast. Summer’s not quite over for us. Grass cut, Jeep shined up. Packing has commenced.
Starting the day with a West Virginia sunrise, ending with a South Carolina sunset…Report
I am heading to Portland tomorrow, as I need to pick up a few things, and I am going to visit an old friend from HS who lives up there. I hadn’t been telling people that I was in the state (especially as this seems to be where everyone ended up after they fled SF.) Other than that, I am slowly working on repainting the trim on the house. And at the same time, fixing any and all dry rot issues and assorted f-ups by the previous owners*.
*Its a 100yo house. There have been many owners and many make-do situations over those years.Report
Nerdfest is this weekend. 6 hours of D&D, good food, and drink.Report