A whole week off at home and I almost don’t know what to do with myself. Hours of unplanned time. Leisurely swathes of luxury to read or nap or putter around the house. No plans.
We leave on Saturday for 3 weeks and I am doing nothing much so far, about it. Oh, there’s a slowly growing pile of things on the dining room table and laundry in, but I’m not feeling stressed or rushed or panicked or worried…although I did have a bit of spaz-out moment last night when, talking to my mom, I realized I hadn’t written down “CHECK-IN” on the to-do list for the week. Whew!
Most of the things on my to-do list for the week are already crossed off, and the only big thing left is PACK, for which I’ve designated all of Friday so that we can do it at a relaxed pace. And our house sitter is coming over on Friday as well to learn the ropes and get the keys, so I feel like everything is totally under control…just the way I like it. 🙂
Today, Martin is in Lund hanging out with friends (again), Karin is at Lomma beach for the second day in a row, Anders is at work, and I am enjoying the summer breezes. Reading. Blogging, having a popsicle.
It’s been beautiful all week, literally Sweden summer at its absolute best, and I’m hoping that Toronto and Michigan won’t be too hot and muggy to make me wish I’d stayed home for the whole summer.