Saturday morning the husband and the boy went away. For the whole day AND night.
It was wonderful.
And it only took the promise of a parade with candy to get the four year old to go.
I got groceries without having to worry about the two of them adding stuff to the cart.
I cleaned the bottom floor of the house (can't expect too much on my one day off) and made myself homemade chicken fingers for lunch...and did the laundry (I accomplished a lot, whoda thunk it?)
Went shopping with my mom and sister.
Came home and the house was in the exact same state it was in when I left. It was blissful.
Made salsa and guac for dinner, with a nice glass of chardonnay, and read the entire evening.
Like until midnight.
Woke up to peace and quiet and a still clean house. Ate breakfast and got ready at my leisure, then went to see the husband play ball. While it rained.
Except for the rain it was a real nice weekend.