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