You know, it’s been a fun weekend, but I need another weekend to recover from it. Friday night was the concert, and it was nearly 2am before we went to bed. Six hours later, I was awake because I still had stuff to do in the house before John’s dad and sister showed up. Then John and his dad spent the day replacing a column on the porch, and Emily and I went wine-tasting and got pedicures (which was a very nice way to spend the afternoon – I highly recommend it), and then we picked up sushi for dinner. And then we sat at the damn table until 1:30 last night because we are incapable of shutting up and going to bed. So now? I’m exhausted. I’m sacked out on the couch when I should be at the grocery store or out on my bike or walking the dogs or doing something productive… It’s taking everything I’ve got just to keep my eyes open.