This will be a pretty brief post, since Sunday was a delightfully uneventful day. The kids had a sleepover at their grandparents’ place the night before, so Erin, Asta and I got to have a rare morning of sleeping in.
NOTE: At our age, with little kids, “sleeping in” means sleeping until like 8am. I do still remember a time when “sleeping in” meant like 10 or 11am. I’m not sure I’m even capable of that anymore.
Anyway, we had a nice lazy morning and I returned the Japanese bakery we tried out a few weeks ago to get us some breakfast yummies. This time around I tried a curry bun, which was unbelieveably yummy.
After a slow start, we did launch back into home improvement mode, looking to tackle the shelves we had started the day before. Well, the obstacles on that little project kept stacking up, and eventually we came to the conclusion that not everything you see online is quite as easy as it looks, so we decided to pause that effort for the moment until we can figure a little more practical solution for that oddball little space of ours. It was a noble effort, but as Kenny Rogers says, you gotta’ know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away, and know when to run.
This shelf actually gave good occasion to do all of those things.
So we at least took some time to relax and enjoy a few more kid-free hours on Sunday afternoon before bringing the kids back home. The weather suddenly made a major shift, the temperature dropping dramatically and the wind going crazy. It blew around a bunch of stuff in our backyard, and autum leaves are now strewn all over the place.
While I was out grabbing sandwiches, looking down on our neighborhood with the mountains in the background, it struck me as a stark image of the colors of autum below and the first signs of another season above.
I went to pick the kids up. They had a great time at Grandma and Pop Pop’s, and had even helped them decorate their house for Halloween. They said their goodbyes, and we headed back where we all settled in for a nice, cozy Sunday night at home. As always, the weekend went a little too fast, but it was a good one.