What does one do on their first Friday night without their fiance that isn't driven by mega-cleaning due to a parental visit? Well, first, one goes to happy hour with some colleagues...then one drives to Walmart, while crying on the phone to their fiance because the idea of going home to an empty house is miserable.
I was pretty tired Friday night. I thought about calling friends to go to a movie or something, but I just wasn't up for that either. I wanted to be home doing nothing. But doing nothing alone is NOT as much fun as doing nothing with Jason.
I made it through and then had a super-busy Saturday and fun Saturday evening helping Jamie surprise Greg with a 30th B-day get-together. Then I went home, kinda early, and organized and purged the office a bit. With Jason on speaker phone while he was going through old photos at his parents house. He was on a mission for me to find photos of himself growing up. Apparently it was a larger task than I thought. Oh well, the outcome will be outstanding. I promise!
So, while it felt rather pathetic Friday night, the weekend wasn't that bad. I picked up my future stepsons for church Sunday morning. We stayed for the luncheon and I managed to keep their sugar intake down to just below a diabetic coma. Oh, and stone walls inside buildings can serve as climbing walls if the right six-year-old finds them. Never a dull moment...