Slacker. Slaaaaaa-cker. That's what I've been all week.
To be fair, I was on the run for most of the eight days that I was in New Jersey. I saw my elderly aunts and uncle. I visited with my stepmother and family. I visited with my brother.
I took my camera but felt disinclined to take pictures. Refer to title.
Oh, and lest we forget the real reason for my trip to Jersey, I worked.
I made small talk.
I defended my budget.
I asked for new software.
And I am very happy to be home.
I landed at 6:00 Thursday night and my hubby was there to meet me. Ahhhhhh. There is nothing quite as nice as coming home to someone waiting for you in the airport (and nothing quite as bad as coming home to your solitary and cold car parked in long-term parking).
We then had a whirlwind weekend, working all day Saturday at my parents-in-law's home, doing their Spring yard cleanup and planting. I could hardly get out of bed this morning, my muscles were so sore from the unaccustomed movement.
I wish I'd taken pictures, but please refer, once again, to the title.
Today -- my Sabbath -- I made roasted lemon chicken, picked up a garden gnome at Costco (I have a thing for garden gnomes), did laundry, and am now in the middle of making bread. At 9:30 p.m. Oh well.
I'm glad to be home and a little overwhelmed at trying to get caught up again.
Oh, and my kid -- #4 -- was accepted to the graduate program at the University of Alberta. Go Abbi!!!
Okay, that's it for this Sunday night. Talk to you soon -- I promise!!