Ever have one of those weekends that just doesn’t end? Here’s mine….
Saturday
7am - alarm goes off - ignore it
7:05am - dog and daughter enter bedroom demanding things
7:30am - go for walk to try to balance the ungodly number of Oreo cookies that I consumed during the week
8:57am - leave for statistics class that starts at 9am - whoops!
9:00am - realize that I’ve forgotten to stop for coffee - remember that Junior College where I’m taking class is in barren wasteland with NO COFFEE
9:01am - despair
1:00pm - released from statistics class after four hours of torture - have no idea what a “normal distribution” is - hit a huge bump a few blocks away from the house fear that fender is hanging by a thread - discover giant hole in tire which is emitting horrible hissing noise - AAA membership expired
3:00pm - rouse The Private from her nap and go to piano store - the $200 piano with the funky leather exterior and the heart of soul is gone - The Commander is very sad
3:30pm - make an impromptu stop at the East Bay Nursery - it is heaven on San Pablo nursery with the happiest staff and healthiest looking plants that I have ever seen - purchase my dream tree, a small Japanese Maple
4:30pm - SUSHI!!!! - The Private wastes a divine looking piece of Hamachi
5:30pm - Trip number one to IKEA - (P.S. don’t go to IKEA if you have any issues with pregnancy, it is belly central) - The Private is a maniac and we realize that nothing that we want to purchase is going to fit in our car - buy some candles and (finally!) the ends to our curtain rods.
8:00pm - finish mowing lawn (I do my best gardening by moonlight) and plant tree
9:00pm - popcorn, wine and Death at a Funeral - uncontrollable laughter
Sunday
7:30am - alarm, dog and daughter go off in unison
7:45am - walk to gym listening to new Rilo Kiley album - most glorious morning EVER - lift some weights - step on scale and assess Oreo damage
9:00am - rouse the troops - The Commander makes French toast with Semifreddi cinnamon twist bread
11:00am - everyone is showered and looking fly - head out to Jennifer covertables to check out sleeper sofas - salesman keeps trying to sell us 5 piece sets while The Private goes nuts all over the store
12:00pm - lunch at Rubio’s - not a high point for us, but The Private was hungry
1pm - head to San Francisco to get a TV for the living room - Hannspree has the cutest TVs (Yes, televisions can be cute!)
2pm - 6pm - spend the next four hours carting an overtired toddler around Union Square while finding nothing that we need and eating lunch/dinner at The Cheesecake Factory with the tourists
7pm - second trip to IKEA, this time solo to pick up a Billy bookcase - I am so bold that I park in the loading zone while I make my purchase - singlehandedly wrangle my purchase and load it into the car - back at home in under 30 minutes, YES!
7:30pm - 11pm - spend quality time with particle board, alan wrench and electronics - develop raging headache
11pm - Why won’t the damn TV work!!!!
Midnight - The Commander finds the answer to TV woes - should go to sleep but can’t resist lure of Death at a Funeral,…again
1:30am - Accept fact that I am screwed and set alarm vowing NOT to hit snooze the following morning