Those feel so rare now it seems...you know, productive weekends. 'Cuz we've been spending weekends relaxing and doing whatever we feel like doing, all while knowing we were shoving that to-do list further and further to the back of our minds.
But this weekend? We finally stuck it to the man. I mean. Well, you know. We actually got around to doing stuff.
There were Home Depot trips, Walmart trips, a full-blown-grocery-shopping trip, a wonderfully blissful (sans child, thanks mom!) trip to Ikea, a little lunch date thrown in there, garage-organizing, closet-cleaning, fat-clothes-ridding, furniture building (well we DID go to Ikea), TV mounting, blind-hanging, and a much awaited and anticipated treadmill purchase, even.
We were so busy, but it was a good kinda busy. The kind where you can go into Monday with that feeling of accomplishment.
Can we just talk about all the clothes I got rid of for a second? I mean, really. THREE.HUGE.BAGS. How is it possible that I even owned that many clothes (none of which fit me anymore), and why oh why was I holding onto them? Also. Let's talk about what a boost of confidence it is to put on your former "skinny dress pants" and have them practically fall to your ankles. Now that was awesome. I didn't think twice this time about getting rid of clothes and the whole "what if I need these" thought didn't even creep up into my head once. I refuse to go there.
And let's also talk about how hysterical this child is. She kills me (and exhausts me), and I love her to pieces. We all had a super, productive, tiring, yet-fulfilling weekend.
We hope you did, too.