This weekend flew by, and I had no real plans.
Friday after work I loaded a few things into my car to take the to the city wide clean up, and managed to catch up on Grey’s and Station 19. I just have basic Hulu, so I have to wait until the next day to watch.
I was up bright and early Saturday morning to take the stuff in my car to the city public works area, while the line was long… they skipped last year and in that time we had a pandemic, a hail storm and a derecho go through. I was in line for nearly an hour and a half, but it was really slick! I just drove to the specific location and the staff unloaded for me! There was a spot for tires, batteries, appliances, yard waste, etc. It was nice!
I got back and dove in to make food for Moxie – I had extra chicken as it was on sale, so I doubled my batch. It isn’t much work, but it makes a big mess… I use roaster to mix it all together. But it’s a good job done and honestly costs me about $15 or less for a month or so of food. I probably have enough for a few months? I just don’t have much room in my freezer. The fridge in my kitchen is a side-by-side, and it’s just not roomy. I am getting a chest deep freezer for my garage! Hooray I can lay a frozen pizza flat… who knew!?
I got caught up on laundry and lazed around and got caught up on the rest of the TV shows too.
Sunday I had started cleaning — I wanted to clean the carpets, so I had gotten that done and Mom called that Amzie was there, and she wanted to see Moxie, so we took off and hung out with them for a few hours. Moxie was exhausted so I was able to get the floors on the main floor cleaned, most of the dishes done and my hutch organized. I still would love to tackle the bedroom closets and my linen closet.
My office closet and office in general needs some love – but I think that’ll be this weekend or when I’m off at the end of next week for Moxie’s surgery before I tackle that.
I’m feeling weird today, like a sense of dread, maybe some anxiety, but I’m not sure why. I’m pretty caught up at work. I’m not really worried about anything. It’s just a weird feeling. If it wasn’t Monday [coworker is off at 3 every Monday, so I have to be here til 5 when we close the office] I might have taken the day off. I’m off at 2 on Thursday to go home and take care of Moxie then go to Clint’s celebration of life, part of me wants to take the whole day but on the flip side, I’ll be off next Thursday and Friday so it seems a bit unfair. I just need to chill the fuck out. I’m just in a funk.
Over the weekend I planned and order stuff to celebrate 10 years of being a consultant – I usually run a persona special during that time, so I have most of it prepped! I kind of want to get some number balloons and take a picture with them, but taking the photo on my own is a bit difficult. I have post cards ordered [here’s hoping they will be here by early May for me to mail out…. ] and a fun surprise for anyone who orders in May.
I visited with my neighbor for a bit on Sunday — I’m sad they bough ta house the next town over and will be moving this summer. He is a guard at the prison and having him next door made me feel safe! Hi youngest daughter is probably 6 or 7, she just loves Moxie, but he is great with her too! I am really going to miss them. They have always been so nice.
This is quite rambly so … have a good day!