This is the first weekend in what seems like a long, long time that we have no planned activities. I was sitting here trying to figure out what might be a good thing to do when it dawned on me that it might be really great not to plan anything. We still have lots of things to clean up in the house and the garage, so we might do that–it would be really nice to be able to park the pickup in the garage, have a living room without any boxes in it, and have a place to work on our radio project. If we feel like it, we can cook something–we never did get around to making those portobello mushroom raviolis. We can read a little, draw a little, nap a little, listen to some good music, go to CostCo (a favorite), and just generally hang out a little. This weekend is going to be not for planning ahead. We can do that next weekend.
