Slept in Friday.
Slept in Saturday.
Slept in Sunday.
Woke at 2:30a, 2:57a, 3:21a, 4:10a and finally 4:31a on Monday. Why is that my body knows when I need to get up?
By the way, sleeping in consists of 9:00a on Friday, 7:58a on Saturday and 7:10a on Sunday.
Friday was spent spending quality time with Dave and Zachariah. I was going to clean the office but played games with Zachariah instead. We went to lunch and the post office and played games. Dave and I played "Power Scrabble" in the evening. 30 seconds to start putting a word on the board, 30 seconds to finish. It was loverly.
Saturday was sleeping in, showering, making breakfast, folding the laundry, driving Lindz to violin and finally school. Dave, Lindz and I played Boggle and Pinacle later while Zachariah slept and Sarah went over her "no-he-isn't-a-boy-friend" friend's home.
Sunday was spent at friends for the kids birthday. We are their youngest daughter's godparents. She turned 13 last Tuesday. They live a little more than an hour away. Dave drove there while I worked on a project for school. I drove home.
No knitting. None. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
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