I’m in slow motion today and still in weekend gear. I hit snooze so many times this morning that my husband finally just laughed, reached over, and pulled me close to him. We both already knew I was going to be late to work anyway, so why not?
An injury last week had me worried that our weekend would be a bust, but we still had fun. I am actually feeling a lot better already, and I was able to hobble around the yard and water the plants yesterday.
I asked my husband to make grilled BBQ chicken last night, because it is so damn good! He gets that delectable, crispy skin that makes me drool. I wanted to eat another piece (and then another, if we are being completely honest here), but I also wanted to make sure I had enough to pack for my lunch today.
Luckily, it is almost time for me to head home, which is where I have wanted to be all day. Over the weekend, my husband had asked what I wanted to do that evening, and after thinking about it, I had to admit, “Really, I would be happy just staying home.” He laughed and said that is what he wanted to do, too.
We’re such wild and crazy party animals, right? I can’t help it. I am just happiest right inside my own front door, with my best friend.
Sweat & Sparkle 