So last Sunday when I dropped Bret off at the airport, I had a big list of stuff in my head that I thought I'd get done. You know since I was home alone for a whole week. Bret leaves in the morning and comes home around 8pm so it's not like my day is crowded up with doing stuff for or with him. But you know what I mean, no dinner to cook. Like the sumptuous meals I'm making take so much time.
One of the things on my list was cleaning out my closet. Ok, I did manage to drag out one of my three denim dresses and put it in the Goodwill pile. I know one thing for sure, Elizabeth will appreciate that. (I can't help it, they are so comfortable and easy to throw on. Don't judge me!)
What else, well I did get the sink and cook top cleaned. That flat surface cook top is a pain in my, well, you know what. It took FOR. EVER. But it's clean. For now. Same goes for the fridge.
I did think I'd scrub out the bathroom or maybe weed the garden. Whatever. I had a lot fun IMing Bret, and chatting with Frankie on the phone. OH! I did go spend the afternoon with Alex, that was fun. I spent one morning having my hair cut and colored. And the sewing, lots of sewing.. a week goes by fast.
Empty the dishwasher, that's what's left. It's early, still time for that. He's taking BART home from SFO and I pick him up at 11. Yeah, I still have time. Right?
Have a good weekend peeps. xo