Then 5 minutes before church on Sunday, the phone rang, "Valerie? This is Amazing Visiting Teaching Companion and I'd like to go visiting teaching this week."
"Okay. Surprisingly, my calendar is clear, so feel free to make the appointments any day. I'm good to go!"
Famous last words. As each minute of each day passed I became entrenched in more and more activities/chores/visits/gatherings.... you name it!
The thing is, it was an enjoyable week. I got to reconnect with a sweet friend who is visiting from New Zealand and I also got to meet her mum. I also had an old friend from our early days of marriage stop by and spend the night on his way through town. I got have lunch with the most wonderful group of ladies as we bid a tearful farewell to Thorkgal. I played in the rain with Inigo and then my family. I visit taught a sweet 100 year old lady as she got her hair done in the assisted living facility where she resides. I hung out at a soccer game and watched my boy kick a goal. I (happily) chauffeured my daughter to her "first" job that she (finally) landed this week. We went to the ice cream parlor as a family and each got a scoop of our favorite flavor.
I only got one load of laundry finished. But I did get the house dusted, vacuumed and dishes done! I did get the lawn mowed and watered (no auto sprinklers here! I haul hoses!). I even weeded a flower bed.
Not to mention I was able to finish two books: I've started the Ugly Series by Scott Westerfeld and I'm devouring them... It's nice to start a series of books and be able to read all of them at once instead of waiting one to two years between each installments.... ahem Hunger Games.... which reminds me that I need to pre-order Mockingjay!!!
So, you see, this boring week that I was supposed to have wasn't boring at all. But it was good!
Apparently while I was at camp, Max took Inigo to his soccer game. Max promised him that if he made a goal, he'd buy him a Michael Jackson movie. At last night's game, Inigo scored a goal. The minute the ball was in the net, Inigo came bounding across the field to Max and I and yelled (to the delight of EVERYONE sitting around us), "Dad! I made the goal. Now you have to buy me that Michael Jackson video!"
They stopped at K-Mart on the way home.
(And I was happy that Inigo will let me take a picture of him, so I let him give me a goofy pose.)
Wouldn't it be nice if every week I don't have anything to do could go as well as this week?