It's Friday! Funny how much I love Fridays, considering I more often than not do work over the weekend. I guess it's just that traditional Friday feeling of freedom that gets me every time. And the knowledge that I have very little work to do this particular weekend*.
H1 was in Aruba last weekend. Working. Or so he claims. He was meant to be back on Sunday evening, but he got booted from the flight due to bad behaviour** overbooking on the airline's part, so didn't make it home until Monday night, a bit grumpier than you'd expect an extra night on a tropical island to entail. Thanks to unexpectedly being a day behind, he's been working like a maniac all week, and we've hardly had a chance to say hi to each other.
So this weekend is the chance to make up for that!
Other than the lack of quality husband time, I've had a lovely week doing all my normal weekly activities - working, working out, writing, and occasionally*** surfing the internet. Capturing my attention this week has been this article on setting big goals for each stage of your life (although apparently either your life, or the need to set goals, ends at 59). It suggests you spend your 20s working out who you are and what makes you happy (check!) and your 30s getting clear on what you want to create for yourself. I kind of feel like I already know what I want to create for myself, and that is EVERYTHING. Maybe this is what they mean by getting clear? Focusing?
I also loved New York magazine's special on childhood in the city, although it has convinced me that this city makes it ridiculously hard to have a great childhood (see Matthew Broderick's casual admission of being constantly robbed). I'm also a little distressed by Nicky Hilton's**** assertion that the Upper East Side is the only place in the city where you can smell fresh laundry. Trust me, Ms. Hilton, people wash their clothes all over this city. I'm going to go out on a limb and suggest it happens in every neighbourhood.
The same story has introduced me to the idea of Eloise in Brooklyn, which has in turn made me laugh a LOT. I want this book.
This weekend I'm hoping for nothing more than good food, good company, and a decent side of celebrating (two of our dearest friends just got engaged!) I'd also like to squeeze in a trip to a home improvement or garden supply store, because it is spring and apparently I have not been able to shake that distinctly British side of me. Last weekend, being a bank holiday weekend, would have been ideal, but H1's being away put the kibosh on that. There is absolutely no point going to a home improvement or garden supply store unless you have someone to mutter tersely at.
And on that note, what are you up to this weekend?!
*Or did, because I have now cursed it, and am expecting an urgent email from a client in 3, 2, 1...
**Ha ha, can you imagine? Like I'm going to be married to the sort of person who would get kicked off an airplane.
***Hollow laugh. My internet sanity breaks are - well - sanity-inducing. I don't really understand what people did before it, even though we didn't get the internet at home until I was 13 or 14 or so.
****Nicky Hilton, entrepreneur, as she claims. Um...what?