It was such a long, busy work week. Really, just a long week overall that once again, I’m super excited to be going into the weekend. We have nothing planned, and I’m not sad about it. Well, nothing planned outside of the house or with anyone else. We do need to get our guest room put back together for when my mom and sister come to help out after my surgery. Like a lot of folks (I’m guessing) we had the delusion that we would get in shape during the pandemic quarantine and swapped out the guest bed for exercise equipment. Well, that only lasted a short bit, especially after chemo messed with my muscles. At least that’s my excuse. I’m assuming Patrick quit using the equipment so I wouldn’t feel alone in being out of shape, which is really quite thoughtful of him. I’d really hate to be a chubby mess if he was svelte. And since we clearly need exercise, the equipment will go to the basement. As I mentioned yesterday, my muscles and joints are getting better, so I’m optimistic that I’ll use the equipment again soon.
At any rate, outside of moving items around the house, we are looking at an open weekend with sunny skies and cooler temperatures than we’ve had lately. I’m already feeling more relaxed. And I’m thankful for that.