Recap of my weekend -

Friday - Having hit the “off” button on the alarm clock instead of the “snooze” button, I actually woke up 25 minutes before I needed to be at my desk. Hey, there is nothing like adrenaline panic to help wake a person up! Luckily, I always set out my workday clothes the night before, and the traffic signals & traffic flow were kind to me, so I actually made it to my desk on time. A long day at work included the battery of my iPod mini dying just before my lunch break, which made the last half of my shift a lot more boring. Then I was driving - picking up Karel from his work, driving to my place, taking Angst to her friend DeMonica’s birthday part, back home to pick up Geoffrey & drive him to work, then out to dinner with Karel - about 2.5 hours of driving. When we got home, my tummy decided to be awfully damned cranky for a couple hours (oh joy). But Karel & I managed to have a nice visit, and after driving him home & picking up Geoffrey, I crashed phenomenally hard.

Saturday - Upon awakening, I discovered the only coffee creamer in the house was actually curdled. Mega-yuck, so I decided to go grocery shopping, and Anxiety came with me. After a stop for desperately-needed quad mocha, and 90-minute shopping trip (wherein I spent what would have been my entire month’s budget for groceries 15 years ago!), I stopped at the bank to have the PIN for my new debit card re-programmed (since I hate those incredibly-forgettable combinations the bank sends). After I had explained to the inane blond teller girl what I wanted, she insisted the PIN I had for my old card would work on the new one. I patiently explained to the silly git that the bank would not have mailed me a new PIN if the old one was still in effect. She insisted that I try it anyway. Warring between desires to bitch-slap some sense into the little twit, or call her manager over & explain that they would have done better to hire a semi-literate golden retriever, I decided it was simply beneath my notice to bother with her one second longer than necessary, so I tried running the new card with the old PIN - which, of course didn’t work! Then she let me know that the machine they use to change the PIN at that branch was broken, and I’d have to go to another branch (instead of telling me 10 minutes earlier, when I first said, “I need to change my debit card PIN,” like any halfwit would have had the sense to do!). Oh, if that wasn’t just PRICELESS! I left, and zipped over to where the party for DeMonica had been held to retrieve the birthday girl & my elderspawn, plus Angst’s FOTW (flavor of the week) boy. I dropped DeMonica home, and went to my place to unload groceries. With 3 healthy teens in the car, I figured they could unload the groceries and I would just put things away. I guess that worked out okay…except for the broken jar of pickles and the broken jar of Miracle Whip, thanks to the FOTW. But whatever. Then, due to the girls’ incessant whining about lack of jeans, I took them down to the thrift store on 50th & Division, and solve that bit of bother (and I got a very nice purple silk blouse for 8 bucks!). Then we had to go to Freddy’s, to get prescriptions filled, buy a few wall-shelves for various rooms in the house, and replace the broken pickles & Miracle Whip. Finally getting home, I heated up a large portion of potato-bacon soup & a few slices of French bread for dinner, which I ate on the sofa while curled up with Geoffrey watching A Nightmare On Elm Street 4: The Dream Master (directed by Geena Davis’ husband, no less). We also watched A Nightmare On Elm Street 5: The Dream Child, and a really atrocious movie that was allegedly a comedy but largely consisted of a bunch of lame sight gags, Mafia!.

Sunday - Sucked down 4 cups of coffee in my first 30 minutes awake, vaguely feeling like there was something I should be doing. When Molly called to remind me that she was moving today, and about 3 weeks ago I’d agreed to help, I figured out why I had that feeling. (Sometimes I have the attention span of a ferret. Other times, my attention span isn’t that good.) So I zipped out to her old place, grabbing another quad mocha on the way. I helped haul stuff down from her walk-up apartment to the U-Haul, going up & down the flight of stairs approximately 57 times (and my thighs & knees sure did feel it). I couldn’t stay longer, though, because we (Geoffrey, the kids, & I) had to meet Geoffrey’s mom for lunch and take her home. You see, Geoffrey’s dad is out in the Midwest for some family business, and he’ll need one of their vehicles when he gets back into town, since Geoffrey’s mom will be at work (with their other vehicle). After a damned good chicken burger at Red Robin, we headed out to her home in Sherwood (yes, they have a Robin Hood Festival every year), stopping briefly at Borders, where we spent entirely too much money - yet again proving that I should not be allowed near any bookstore with a Visa card. But I got the new David Weber book in the Honor Harrington series, in hardback, yay! We got home just in time for me to realize this is Sunday and I haven’t done laundry for the workweek. Luckily, tomorrow is Halloween, so I can wear garb to work (well, in theory I could wear garb to work any other day, but tomorrow I can wear garb to work and not be looked at strangely!). Finally, I got a chance to change the billing info for all my online accounts to my new debit card.

Can I please have a weekend to recover from my weekend? Please? *whimper*