Two unexpected weekends in a row...
Last weekend, we went to the beach when SF got an unexpected day off from work. It was nice to spend a day together, after a long stretch of only seeing each other for a few sleepy hours a day.
But where is my life going?
This weekend, many poorly laid plans fell through and I am home feeling a little relieved and a little empty.
I did some gardening, which gave me a sense of both accomplishment and dread. Accomplishment from the beautiful little globes hanging where flowers used to be, dread because I don't know what to do with the dirt once we move in December.
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