The last weekend away

After work on Friday, I drove back up to the condo for the last weekend away.  I crashed dinner with my mom and her cousins and a friend.  I ordered something I normally don’t, lamb shank, and ate half, and brought the other half back for lunch the next day.

On Saturday morning, I spent time by the pool.  See how crowded it was?

I spent time listening to a family yell at a girl who was about 8 years old.  They were trying to teach her to dive.  The kid was the only one with a valid point.  “It’s too shallow.  Diving isn’t allowed here.”  The adults had the argument, “We’ve done the Iron Man.  We know what we’re doing.”  Well, 1) just because you’ve done it, doesn’t mean you can coach it and 2) I don’t recall a diving portion of the Iron Man.

What the shower would look like if I had none of my products in it.

The preseason football games were on Saturday evening, so my mom and her cousin and I did a puzzle while the cousin’s husband watched the game.  It took us longer than we thought, so we had to work on it the next morning.

I couldn’t leave before I finished the puzzle.

I packed up the car and went home.  I stopped at the grocery store to do meal prepping for breakfasts and lunches for the week.  I also made dinner and cleaned up a bit.

I went to bed exhausted, with a long todo list for the week.  I started it the moment I opened my eyes Monday morning.

It’ll be another year before I go back.  It was a nice relaxing time, even though I didn’t get as much reading done as I thought I would.

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