Evan and I (especially Evan) have both had a couple of really busy weeks at work, and we’re both looking forward to having as low-stress and restful a weekend as possible before we have to do it all over again on Monday.
I know it might sound weird to a lot of people, but I actually find lying on the sofa and doing nothing incredibly stressful. It’s one thing if I’ve decided to watch a good movie with Evan and we’re all curled up together with the dogs, but mindlessly vegging out with my eyes glazed over rarely makes me feel good. My free time is so limited, and as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing more satisfying—and yes, relaxing—than completing a project.
What I need to avoid, though, is setting myself up for failure by making overly-ambitious to-do lists and then running out of time to get through everything. The worst feeling is when it’s Sunday night and I just have a bunch of half-finished projects and various messes to clean up, and I know I’ve wasted the whole weekend.
Laundry, cleaning, etc.
• Trim and mount two ENJE shades for the kitchen windows
Devote two solid hours to basement organization (baby steps!)
• Watch The Road with Evan
• Clean up dressing room/bag up clothes for Goodwill
Make the lasagna recipe in Appetite for Reduction
• Iron the pillow shams that have been lying in a wrinkled heap in the dining room for 3 weeks
Figure out what that weird wire in the backyard is (We’re pretty sure it’s an old, inactive phone line)
Get some decent sleep