I had a pretty good weekend. A company party on Saturday turned out to be more fun than expected. I was able to get the lawn mowed afterward before it got long enough to require a machete–and before rain came along and made matters worse. I had a nice date night with my wife.
Sunday I was able to summon the courage to meet a bunch of neighbors for the first time and ask them for money (for the local scout troop). And I spent the afternoon and evening reading Tyler Whitesides’ latest book, “Janitors: The Curse of the Broomstaff“, to the kids–nearly losing my voice, but we made it half-way through. We’re all enjoying it so far.
In the evening my wife and I discussed what we want to do for our upcoming anniversary. This proved harder than expected when we found several of the places we wanted to try are closed down.
And now we’re off on another full week of baseball games, cub scout meetings, young women’s group, community ed classes, and even a visit to the speedway. It’s not good when just looking at the calendar makes you tired.
I see that you wisely left out the horror of Friday night. Smart move. Put it behind you.
You know me, I’m always hesitant to “out” you as my friend.