It's taken me all weekend to get through a Real Simple magazine.
There is still a maze of clean laundry on the guest bed.
We still have (small) touch-ups to completely finish our renovation marathon.
My lists are still fairly neat as relatively few things have been marked off of them.
And said precious husband and I are getting ready to go get some fro-yo as a reward for changing the sheets and doing the dishes.
I refuse to succumb to the Sunday Night Syndrome that attacks more people than you would think (even Regis Philbin and Kelly Ripa, who clearly have the best jobs in the world have mentioned their own invariable anxieties that relentlessly come on Sunday nights.) I'm going to be happy and satisfied with my weekend. I'm going to keep my record of a whole seven days without a meltdown. I'm going to be grateful for everything we have.
It's been a good weekend. Have a great week!
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