Lord, I hate weekends now! It's not that I have an aversion to a particular day of the week; it's just that my whole married and paired-off support system has their own social obligations on weekends that don't generally include me. Saturday and Sunday are now empty and lonely!
Yesterday (Saturday) I started this blog, did laundry, baked French Macaroons, and went shopping for the ingredients for the dinner I am going to bring to Josh's on Wednesday -- and by 4:00 PM I was freaking out with nothing more to do. I had texted Dan's wife yesterday morning to find out if she wanted to join me on a visit to the farmer's market in Chester today (Dan has been working on Sundays) but hadn't heard back from her. By 4:00 I was telling myself that Sunday (today) was going to be worse than Saturday (yesterday) and I was definitely feeling very sorry for myself. Finally got a response from my DIL (daughter-in-law) 7:00 PM.. She said that she and my granddaughter were going to join me today. Yay! Someone cares enough to spend the day with me -- I can stop feeling sorry for myself (for the moment).
I got up early today (not on purpose, but who sleeps any more) and laundered and changed sheets and towels. My DIL and granddaughter arrived around 11:15 and off we went to the farmer's market. Unfortunately the market was a bust! Even though Chester is surrounded by farms, the picking at the market were measly. Not at all like the unbelievable market in Portland OR. Despite that, we had a nice afternoon, and they came over for lunch afterwards.
I signed onto Meetup.com and joined a couple of senior singles groups in NJ. Even signed up for my first meetup which will be in 2 weeks. Nervous, but I need to fill my time and find people I can spend the weekend with. First positive thing I've done for me and a long time!
Dogs are barking now -- they want to be fed (imagine that!). I also need to cook the meal I am taking over to Josh's on Wednesday and take out the garbage and recycling for tomorrow's pick up (was never my job and I don't want to forget and have the garage start smelling like a sewer).
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