I always go into the weekend excited and hopeful. I mean, here we have at least two full days off! Sky's the limit!
I always make big plans for myself in the back of my mind. I envision all the things I'd like to accomplish and feel it may be possible with the expanse of time before me. Invariably, I putter the weekend away and arrive a Monday thinking "what happened?"
This weekend, I'm going to try to roll with it, baby. I'm aiming (see, I'm still setting goals!) for a balance of relaxation and responsibility. I just want to enjoy myself. The way a weekend should be.
The weekend I envision will include:
making sugar cookies (I need different cookie cutters or we'll be making Christmas cookies forever!)
neatly folded and put away clothes