My carpool buddy was at a conference so I was driving myself all week. Since he is the one who has to leave by 4pm to let the nanny go home, I took the opportunity to
Saturday morning I slept in a little, then ran errands: I got a bang trim and dropped off sweaters at the dry cleaners. I never have my act together for these little jobs, so I was feeling very smug. So smug that I had momentum to clean the apartment, including a bathroom that I swear hadn't been scrubbed in about a million years. Later, we met some friends at one of this town's best beer gardens (walking distance from our home) where they have giant $9 pitchers of sangria. We got toasted, then went to one of this town's best venues for live jazz. The next day, I had one of this town's biggest hangovers. That didn't stop us from going to breakfast where they have some of this town's best cinnamon rolls and later to this town's best botanical garden.
In all it was a worthy week. Though I hope this next one is a little more relaxed.