Super Saturday

John got to come home for a few hours yesterday.  He’s been in the field all week long and I’ve missed him.  I was ecstatic that he came home 5 hours earlier than expected.  He had less than 24 hours at home before leaving for Italy early this morning.  He will be there all this week.  At least he will come home Friday and on Friday we leave for Amsterdam for the weekend.  Man, I need this.  I need a weekend away.  

I was worrying a little about missing basketball, since we have always played on Saturdays.  However, the coach didn’t bother scheduling anything for yesterday, so I’m guessing it’s just fine that I miss next weekend.  In fact, the lack of communication from the team has me believing that it’s not that important to anyone at all.  It makes me wonder why I’ve stayed around.  I mean, even the coach is skipping.  I’m not the only person to notice the lack of dedication either.  I had another player ask me the same thing.  I had no answer for her.  

I got to do a lot of shopping yesterday and that made me happy.  The clothes I bought are cute and make me feel good when I wear them.  I’m looking forward to work.  And since there was no basketball scheduled yesterday, we stayed out in town and shopped some more.  It was a nice Saturday.  I’m planning to do the same thing tomorrow.  There were some stores we missed and some things I didn’t buy.  I still need some shoes.  

I’ve spent a lot of time cleaning my house this week.  It needed it.  I needed it.  I needed my house to stop being the sick house.  I opened up the windows and let fresh air in to replace all the bleh air.  I got rid of all the trash and cleaned everything I saw.  It feels better in here now.  It’s a good thing, too, because I’m planning a movie night with a friend of mine here and I don’t need this being the house of eternal sickliness during it.  

So starts another week.  Get through this and I get a nice vacation.  Bring it on.