I remember when Saturday mornings were spent lazing about in bed or on the couch, taking til noon to wake up, and casually touching base with friends about plans for Saturday night. Ah, young days. Now, I am up by 7 at the very latest, often planning my day before my family even opens their eyes, trying to figure out how to get everything done before the weekend is gone.
Today will be a particularly busy Saturday as I will be preparing for the arrival of my cousin Andrew, who is moving in with us tomorrow. I still need to hang new curtains in his room, finish cleaning out his closet, take down the last of Annabelle’s decor (since his room was her nursery til last week), and make the room cozy with new bedding and what-have-you. I also need to get into the backyard and trim back the vines on both gates since he will probably be coming through the back more often than not. I want to clean out the freezer today to get a handle on what’s in it and reorganize it more efficiently. I want to finish decorating Annabelle’s new room.
Joey will take AB to gymnastics this morning and then to lunch afterwards, so my goal is to get as much done as possible while they’re gone. She has a friend’s birthday party at 5, and I have an adult birthday party later tonight.
So, yeah. Busy day, I think.
Full of reminders of how many blessings we have in our life.