My, what a busy weekend I had! It was so busy that I had to add an extra day to fit everything in.
On Friday evening and all day Saturday, our main task was to clear out the guest room so that my husband’s sister, brother-in-law and nephew (who’ll be three in July) could stay with us on Sunday and Monday night.
In the process, I threw away an enormous garbage bag full of junk mail, some of which dated back to 2004. Yes, I’m ashamed.
My husband moved all his drums…somewhere. I think they’re hidden in the bay window of the studio behind the drapery. Now you know why I haven’t posted "before" and "after" photos of the studio yet. We can’t seem to achieve a nice enough "after" to take the shots.
Between cleaning and running errands on Saturday, I managed to make it to a three-year-old’s birthday party and a 50-year-old’s birthday party. On Sunday, I attended a 90-year-old’s birthday party. I clearly have a dizzying variety of friends.
Sunday was the day we had our electrical upgraded to 200-amp service.
Woohoo! Now I can use the oven and ALL of the stove burners AT THE SAME TIME and not have to tromp down to the basement to reset the @#$%& breaker anymore.
When our houseguests finally arrived on Sunday evening, we took them out for dinner and had a good time. We hadn’t met my husband’s brother-in-law before but he seems like a nice guy. He’s in the Army and they’re on their way through town because he’s being transferred to the Seattle area.
I awoke on Monday to learn that our nephew had been up sick all night long. I’d taken the day off so we could do more dining and running around, but our beleaguered guests weren’t up for anything but sleeping all day. I also had a suspicion (which never panned out) that I might need to go into work for a while, so I stayed tethered to my computer most of the day. The only thing I accomplished before five o’clock was playing with the kitten so much that I actually wore her out for the rest of the day.
By that time, they’d taken our nephew to the hospital. He’d been throwing up all night and all day and couldn’t keep any liquid down. The diagnosis: rotovirus. Not something parents want to hear when they have a long road trip ahead of them. Last night they moved out of our guest room to a hotel near the hospital. I wish there was something more we could do, but there really isn’t. We’re just glad it happened in a big city and not in the middle of nowhere.
So that was my three days of…not much. At least I got a chance to enjoy the nice spring weather.
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