It’s been a long while since Mark had a full weekend off – probably since we came back from Seattle. He’d been doing fleas and festivals for 5 straight weekends. Although we’ve had some really excellent Saturdays with neighbors and friends in his absence, it was nice for all of us to have him home – and to wake up to freshly baked cranberry apple walnut muffins in the morning. (I know we haven’t posted any recipes in ages, but the muffin recipe is here in case you were wondering. He just added apples to this batch).
So what does Mark do on a rare weekend off from the business? He watches Mia play soccer for the first time. He plays with the girls. He cooks, he grocery shops. He cleans the bathrooms, mops the floor. Coaches Claudine on her scooter riding skills. Maybe not necessarily a weekend off (is it ever when you have kids?), but compared to baking or manning the Flea booths, a welcome change. I spent most of the weekend in bed trying to get some work done with a cold that seems to have developed into a sinus infection, so I squirreled the weekend away in my room from the rest of the family. Being sick in bed all day is a strange head space to be in. I am grateful for my new sheets so I at least had something new to look at. I woke up this morning expecting more of the same dizziness and sinus pain. Dare I say I feel a little bit better? Hard to tell before all the sleep cobwebs have cleared away.