Summed up in a word, this weekend came down to...
(Michael Scott would be so proud.)
Then I opted to stay home in an attempt to tackle the paper clutter taking over my life lately.
It wasn't a complete success (by any means) but it was a start.
Here's the before. (After, there was a bed under there.)
Always good fun in my book (pun intended).
Then we got home and continued the paper fun by destroying the kitchen breaking out the craft supplies.
Hello embossing gun; I missed you good fella.
Sunday we slept in finally (ahhhh!) and then enjoyed lunch (and a Mark Cuban sighting) in uptown.
That was followed up by superfluous note taking at evening church. (What can I say, but old habits die hard.)
And then... there was more pizza. And cuddling on the couch. And laundry.
All the stuff that goes into mentally preparing for another Monday.
Pretty simple, right? As far as weekends go.
It was actually really nice, and exactly what we needed.
Low-key. Relaxing. Not plastic.
Here's starting the countdown to this Friday.