What a weekend! It was definitely too short. At least this coming week is only a four-day week for me! and a four-day weekend! BUT, enough looking ahead. Let's look back and reflect ...
My work week was pretty much the usual exercises in clusterfuckery. I did have a phone interview. We'll see how that goes. I think the job would be interesting. And I think it will pay more. Not sure if I impressed them during the interview or not, though. Oh, well. We'll see ...
I also got the bid for my kitchen remodeling project - $15,000. Not including appliances. My parents were supposed to be helping me pay for it. But, after talking with my mother tonight, I'm not so sure I want their help. Although I'm also not sure how I will pay for it otherwise. Ugh. There was too much "that's too expensive" and "you should find another contractor" and "you should get lower quality materials." Really? Is that what I'm going to have to put up with if I take their money? I'm thinking "no thank you." I can sell a kidney. Or cash in one of my retirement accounts. Or something. That conversation made me cranky.
ANYWAY, Friday, after work, I got my hair cut. And colored. YAY! Afterwards, I met Mike (Who Makes Cakes) for dinner. We went to Pacci's in Silver Spring. Mmmm. Pizza. Deliciousness.
On Saturday morning, I went for a 4 mile run. The weather was a little chilly. Then, I walked up to Whole Foods and Adega (where I had lunch). Came home. Took a nap. And, then, left for Opera in the Outfield, an annual simulcast of an opera being performed at the Kennedy Center. This year's opera was Don Giovanni. Don Giovanni is a womanizing cad.
|Three Blondes and a Bird|
Sunday morning, I woke up, blobbed around, and then headed to SCGB's apartment for brunch with his bf, the German, his hot baby mama, and their baby. SCGB made awesome food. I had many mimosas. I got home around 3.
Then, T (who I had a date with a week ago Friday) came over. We chatted ... and may (or may not) have done a few other naughty things.
He left. Tomokito and (Not a Baby) Baby Hana came down for a short visit. They left. I ate dinner. Then, I ironed.
And, I think my iron died. Total. Sadness. Or maybe it's just resting ...
And, that was my weekend. Good times, no?