This weekend was just as crammed as I thought it would be. We gamed on Friday night. Then I got up early (which is odd) on Saturday and wired a mini-NT network in my basement, completed two chapters of my MSCE training, and got the laundry all done, and washed all the dishes.
The coolest thing happened, though.... I was sitting there trying to figure out the NT logon script section of the training, when roomie came in, and told me to close my eyes. So with minimum protestation, I did. When I opened them I saw that he was holding a grey box with a string of beautiful black freshwater pearls. I was thunderstruck, and asked if there was a special occasion, and he said that it was just a way of thanking me for everything.
*glow* Isn't that sweet? I love getting suprises, and jewelry especially. I can never justify buying it for myself.
So, needless to say, there was lots of sweaty sex.
Then I worked like a feind in 90+ degree heat getting Karen's stuff moved in. I was very proud that I didn't lose my ambition in the face of the hellish heat, but got everything done that I was supposed to do. After I got Karen moved, I went home and gutted the kids' room. They really had more toys than they could manage, so I took out three trash bags full of stuff. I'm not really the meanest mom ever: I mostly took old papers, McDonald's toys that I know they don't play with, and that sort of thing. It's a lot nicer in there now. I hauled in a mattress from Karen's house to serve as one of the bunk bed mattresses, and temporarily set it up on the floor in the kids' room so that Alex had a bed to sleep in.
By the time this was all over, of course, I was exausted and sore and dehydrated and very very cranky. But did this stop me? Oh no. I was on a roll.
So I dusted and swept the kids room and cleaned the gunk out of all the fans so they wouldn't be making things any dustier. We had a meeting with our landlord, who miraculously didn't raise our rent as much as we thought he would (only $50 per month and not until September) and promised him we would paint the walls in our house. We also promised to make a list of maintenance needs, and to mow the lawn. Then I weeded and watered my flowers, and poor roomie had to take me away and out to eat to get me cooled off and hydrated. I think I was quite beside myself.
When we got home after that, I think I went to bed and conked out, because I don't remember anything until Sunday morning. We got up and went shopping, since we had no food, and I spent forever figuring out why my checking account was screwed up. (It was in my favor, don't panic. I had accidentally entered the same check in my register twice. ) Then we gamed again, and I had to go to my sister's house to meet the other bridesmaids, have dessert and coffee, and buy shoes for the wedding. Actually, we had dessert and coffee, and ended up not getting shoes because everything was closed. So at 9 I came running home, managed to stay awake long enough to read a little bit, and the weekend was over. Yikes.
So here I sit at work, trying to figure out how I'm going to cram all these things in. I think we will buy paint tonight, since we don't have kiddos tonight, and perhaps sand down the kids' room walls, since it's all cleaned up already. I will work on the program on my lunch hours. I'll ask Andy tonight about helium balloons... and get my oil changed and go to the bank.
No wait, this sounds like more than I can cram in one day. *sigh*
