I had a big long list of stuff that I wanted to accomplish this weekend. List queen that I am, generally, nothing makes me happier than having a list and getting the stuff on it done. This weekend was different though. Most of those items remain on the list, forlornly waiting for their triumphant cross-off, and yet I am content. For every task I did not complete, I managed to find something else to do that was better.
On Saturday morning John and I got up early and took Seamus for a hike in the woods before it got hot. That wasn't on my list, but it turns out that the park is lovely at 8:00 am, so it was worthwhile. The woods are somehow more still first thing in the morning than they are when we usually go, and the light through the trees is totally different. I think we'll probably do it again sometime.
I didn't vacuum the living room, but I did clean the kitchen. I finished the book I was reading. I took a nap. I went running, which was on the list, but I did not sort out my messy desk. I spent lots of time just relaxing with John and Seamus. That right there is probably enough for me to declare the weekend a success. Perhaps I should start including items like "ejoy hanging out with husband and dog" on my lists.
What was the best part of your weekend?
I took my bird in for a pedicure; the vet used a dremel tool to file his nails. No blood was spilled so I consider it a great success. Sorry to say, t his was the highlight of the weekend.
Organizing my house. It's so satisfying!