A Weekend on My Own
I sent Doug and the kids to my in-laws and I stayed home. It wasn't supposed to be that way. When he first said, "Hey- I think we should go to my parents next weekend." I was going to go. Then I thought, "Wait a minute . . . they could go, and I could have the house all to myself." The more I thought about it- the more it HAD to happen. The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to have a day or so all to myself. I haven't had the house to myself for this long of a period in at least 9 years. Because I'm a total savage, this weekend was wild and it'll take me weeks to recover. Here are some pictures from my weekend: I listened to whatever music I wanted- wherever I wanted. Clearly I have an eclectic taste. I took a nap, with some soft music and the fire. It was delightful. I really tore it up and vacuumed and went grocery shopping. I sewed. I went to yoga. I put...