Okay guys, I have literally been trying to write this post for an hour. I started putting it together and half way through my Internet went bonkers and I lost everything. Then once my Internet was up my husband passed lethal gas and conveniently left the room as quickly as possible. I almost died from the severity of that stench. I almost died people! But I pulled myself together so I could finish this post. The sad thing is, I have been trying to write this post for an hour and I could probably sum up what I did this weekend in like a quick second...ready count:
Nothing. How long did that take?
Okay, so I did a couple of things but just to be clear, between Friday after work until this morning, I did not get dressed (in like cute, real clothes), put on makeup or leave my house. Once. Don't be jeal y'all. You can come over this weekend and sit around in your pj's and watch Bones reruns with me if you want, no prob.
Friday I came home from work and crashed on the couch. I did not even hear Tim come through the door which enabled him to take rather unflattering pictures of me while I was all arms spread out, open mouthed asleep. Said pictures have since been deleted. Once I awoke, hours later... I started working on a special project (the same I mentioned in my Friday post). I honestly thought that I could finish it in a few hours. by 2:00am I said to myself "You’re a fool! Go to bed and start again tomorrow!" and that is what I did.
I set my alarm for 8:00am Saturday morning and promptly woke up at 12:00pm. I worked on this project until 7:00pm.
Tim kept me alive by feeding me jamba juice and trail mix and checking on me every now and then. (btw-do you notice how many cutting tools I have?)
Afterwards, I thought about getting dressed and going out but while I was thinking I fell asleep with Sal and Murphy.
*is it just me, or does it sorta look like they are making a heart with their ears?
Sunday, I woke up at 7:30AM . That is AM guys. Don't worry, I ate breakfast and went back to sleep until 11:30am. I know what is important in life.
The weather was actually tolerable this weekend with lots of rain and even a bit of a breeze. It almost felt like a real fall and instead of enjoying it outside all I wanted to do was lay around and cuddle with my man. Even if that meant while watching football. It was a pretty great Sunday. We just enjoyed each others company, I made cookies, my mom bought me an awesome vintage pillow and we all fell asleep on the couch.
A productive weekend? Not so much. But a fruitful one, yes.
How was your weekend? Happy Monday!
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I love pj days, full of favorite reruns! They are few and far between but they remind me of those good ol carefree adolescent days….le sigh. Those were the times.
It sounds like it was a mighty fun weekend. I am totally jealous! I have not slept in 'til 12pm in about 4 years. I used to be the champ at that!
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