I am so ready for the weekend.
This month has been an exercise in diligence.
But this month, Bob and I almost have no plans. I have to meet one friend for coffee and eventually we want to pack up both our cars with stuff from his place... but otherwise: No plans.
No dinners to go to.
No people to go places with.
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
While we love doing things, recently it has been packed so tightly together that we are left needing a weekend from our weekend. Move! Go here! Spend x amount of time then race across town to place y! Get up early.
We both need a weekend to sort of let the weekend guide us.
I think we may go out to dinner, maybe(?) on Saturday. That would be fun. Just the two of us.