Thoughts on a Sunday Eve

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I love Sunday evenings.  I do.  They're generally quiet, and they leave time for looking back and forward.  I try to look back so that tomorrow when people ask "How was your weekend" I won't have to pause and try to remember.  I looove looking forwards because I like to have my ducks lined up and goals set.  I love goals.  I need goals.  I gotta have goals.  

Looking back:

• We had a fab-u-loso weekend.  There was much hugging and snuggling and "I'm so glad we're together!" as there always is when best friends who live apart finally arrange their schedules and get together.  It is the best of times.  There's no pressure to do things, but we found things to do.  There's cards and hiking and guns and eating.  So. Much. Eating. This and these and some barbecue pizza from a local joint that was O-MA-GAWSH good.

4 of these people graduated highschool together.
Now we have babies.
They always make me feel 16 again.

• Baby girl RG is now forward-facing, which, while it made eating on the road much easier, did not make sleeping in the car easier.  My little darling has never been much of a car-sleeper.  So y'all with your "you mean you don't just plot them in the car and they pass out for 4 hours" questions, shut it.  Today?  7 hours of driving.  23 minutes of sleeping.  I think its a super power.  Handsome has convinced himself that he just loves the sound of his daughter screaming.  Bah.
• I got to hang out with my very special valentine.  Our friends we stayed with even provided a gift basket in our room that included champagne, truffles, and candles.  I ate all the candies myself, drank half of the champagne, and handsome passed out on the floor beside Riley.  Par for the course, but seriously, I love him.  He just called me to tell he how much he likes me, because he said he knows sometimes I don't hear it.  Today isn't technically "Valentine's Day" but he still treats me like I'm treasured.

Looking foward:

• Laundry.  Sheets.  Dishes.  Regular house things that need to get gotten done, especially after 3 days gone.  It's gonna be a high of 55, and I'm anticipating open windows, whirring machines, and lots & lots of folding.  I'm gonna be honest, I'm a 7-load-at-a-time kind of gal.  Laundry mountain, I climb it every week.
• Re-see-arch.  Like a boss.  I've gotten so close to the end on some projects, and I'm actually excited to give a final push this week, get some papers out, make some progress, get a handful of rejection letters.  Its gonna be good!
• Mail errands.  Bills to pay, letters to write, etc.  Much preferable to phone errands, which are the bane to my existance, compounded by poor reception and a phone that sometimes tells me "Sorry, phone.App not working". Really, phone?  You're no longer a phone?  Is this some sort of identity crisis?  Did you decide you'd rather be a pager?  Is this 1997?  It makes me so confused.
• Meal planning.  Oh, I'm excited.  Don't tell Handsome, but I really like cooking.  He likes to use that fact to not take me out to dinner.  But having been away for 3 days, I'm excited to plan, shop, and cook.  Who knows, maybe I'll even use a coupon or two.  It might sound less than exciting, but I've decided to just own it.  Anything can be cool if you do it with enough swag.
• P90X3.  Everyday this week.  My end goal (I think) is to join a Crossfitt (do you say "a" crossfit like you'd say "a church", or is it just crossfit, like when people join "The Church"?), but I don't feel comfortable spending the cash if I can't even make myself exercise consistently at home.  So it's kind of like a trial run.  Plus, I want beastly arms, and Tony will get them for me.

It's gonna be a big week.  Maybe it was the spring in the air today, but I've just got a feeling of big things to come.  Any big goals for you all this week?  Any great things from this weekend?

Happy Monday, Loves!

<3 M.