Had company over last night, so I spent most of yesterday in food prep mode. We now have enough food to last us through the weekend so that I don't have to cook any more. Craig asked me what I want to do today, and I responded that I just wanted a day off but I don't think that's going to happen.
Our stuff gets delivered Tuesday morning. I will be officially entering unpacking hell but at least it's my stuff and that means I get to go back to sleeping on *my* bed Tuesday night and not the air mattress from hell. Still haven't figured out what to do with the inlaws because apparently my suggestion of putting them up in a hotel for the remainder of their trip (5 days) was seen as a joke. Go figure.
Is it wrong to be jealous of the people down in Oz seeing James this weekend? Why in hell am I so addicted to this man?
I know most people aren't around this weekend for one reason or another, so I hope you all have a lovely time doing whatever it is you're doing.