Oh lambies, to say that it is quiet in my house is an absurd understatement. It is so glorious that it's times like this where I wonder why I thought I wanted to give up this silence and have kids. I can sleep in on my days off, I can break every rule in the house and not be judged, I can eat marshmallows for dinner, I can watch shows with adult language at any time of the day and I can pee alone.
Oh yes, this is the week both kids go to my in-laws. For the whole week. Seven days. I cannot stress this glorious fact enough.
The kids left on Sunday, but before they did we played in the yard because it was basically the perfect summer day. And we chatted with our neighbors who as it turns out are really friendly and amazing.
Oh but it's no real vacation. Usually Matt and I try to go somewhere or at least do a bunch of stuff we can't do (easily) (or cheaply) with kids. This week, not happening. There's more to that story later on, perhaps tomorrow. But what we are doing? LOTS and LOTS of projects. The kids' rooms are being painted and we're actually arranging their rooms how they were meant to be, hanging pictures up, etc. Olivia's is almost done and Jackson's needs a second coat of paint and then we have to paint the stripe in his room. I can't wait to show you what the before/afters are. Also? I have not one, not two, but THREE Pinterest projects I've finished. I'm kind of excited. So that's coming up too.
But Friday? Friday is definitely our lazy day. I'm off of work, Matt took the day off, and we're going to sleep in, maybe go to lunch together somewhere, run a few errands, and then relax. Saturday? Saturday I have the first 5K in oh, over a year. It's also a mud run/obstacle course. You may or may not hear from me after that, depending on how my visit to the medic tent goes.