The last few days, as are with any right after a trip, were packed with getting the house back in order. Mysteriously things seem to pile up after you’re away from the house for a few days. The dishes seems to be more numerous and the house seems to be a little dirtier and more cluttered. Not to mention all the laundry you bring back after a few days trip. Now all this normally happened during those three days, but seem to be a little harder after having some time off.
Saturday
We arrived home very late Friday night, so the only unpacking that was done was to empty the car. Saturday morning Michele went off to work as I woke to a house full of suitcases and dirty laundry. Most of Saturday was spent getting the house back to the normal operation. Most of which involved putting suitcases away and straightening the mess that we made as we brought everything in.
Sunday
By the time Sunday rolled around I had most of the straightening done. The dishes and the laundry was still backed up a bit. An interesting thing was brought full force about these two chores this weekend - they still pile up while you do them. It seems the harder I try to catch up on these two chores the more I produce to do.
The rest of Sunday was spent watching football. While I’m not a huge fan, it has been growing on me as the years go by. I was never a big sports fan, but Michele grew up in a heavy football area. At first, I’d only watch if she was watching, then I started watching the games even if she wasn’t, then I was rooting. And now, I am watching the games of the other teams in the divisions.
Monday
Monday was a low day. Not sure why, but I was mentally and physically exhausted most of the day. With the baby boy on the way, I had to still get things done. March 29 (due date) is still a while of, but we waited too long last time and it felt like a rush. Most of Monday was spent trying to start on getting the spare room made into a baby’s room. With the evening spent watching the Monday night football game.
Tuesday
Today seemed to slow down a bit, but that was helped by Michele not having to work a full day. When she is home, I usually get a break, but have to do house work. With Michele’s suggestion, I bit the bullet, pulled out the lawn mower and mowed the grass for hopefully the last time of the season.
I’m not an outdoor person let alone a green thumb. My least liked chore is probably mowing so I tend to do it very little. So with the cold wind nipping at my neck I tried (in vein) to start the lawn mower, resulting in what felt like a pulled shoulder. With the weather being so cold, I thought the motor and oil were too cold to roll over, so I put it in the garage, turned on the heat and let it warm up. About ten minutes later and much to my dismay it started right up.
