I worked an obscene amount of hours last week, with many more to come this month since work is just starting to heat up. This past weekend, after working more hours (grumble, grumble), I did a lot of cooking and meal prepping, cleaned my kitchen but good, hung the outdoor holiday lights, and started getting ready for the upcoming winter festivities by doing a little shopping and catching a Cleveland Cavaliers game, which has nothing to do with the holidays, but I thought I’d sneak it in there anyway. I’ve also perfected the run-on sentence.
What I didn’t do was start any blog posts or catch up on any blog reading (sorry, my fellow bloggers; I’ll be back and commenting very soon).
Something had to give, so I took yesterday afternoon and evening for me. I relaxed, watched a movie, had a glass of wine, hooked up the massage chair and decompressed. The Hubby even made me Peanut Butter Chocolate Pudding (what a man; he makes pie crusts and pudding) with agave and avocado, so I still get a sweet treat, without the crappy food hangover. This is a recycled picture, but it tasted even better, since I didn’t lift a finger to make it.
So I’ve got nothing today, but I’ll be back tomorrow or maybe even the day after, but I make no promises because my massage chair is beckoning.
Before I go, I want to leave you with a little bit of cute and funny, and since I’m not feeling photogenic at the moment, this will have to suffice. Happy Monday.
How do you decompress, and will your man make you pudding (real men make pudding)?