The Power of the Awesome Weekend

Any of you with kids knows that the average weekend follows a predictable pattern. Mine looks something like this:

1. Don's sleep in
2. Try to get some housework done. Fail.
3. Watch Frozen for the 10,232nd time. Cry.
4. Write during nap time. Or watch Dr. Who. Dr. Who is awesome.
   
5. Grab some dinner.
   
6. Put kids to bed.
7. Drink. Because kids.

And when we do get time away, we fall into our "other routine": Dinner. Movie. Sleep. Because:

This weekend was different. We cashed in some sitting favors (Thank you to our dear friends. You know who you are) and went on up to Denver. We went to a loud, raucous Halloween party that did not involve any characters from Frozen. Anyone who got sick probably didn't have too much candy to blame. My only comment is that I did not do my 20s properly.

We then slept until 10 AM, had a leisurely brunch, cruised the mall for a few minutes (yes, a fountain pen may have been purchased to commemorate the sale of my book) and then we went home to collect the kids who promptly went down for their 2 PM naps. 

Bliss.

The added benefit is that while I am tired, poorer, and exceedingly conscious today that I am 35, not 22,  I am ready to tackle the week with a lot more enthusiasm. I stepped *way* outside my comfort zone and it paid off.

I'm calling it a win.