This weekend started off with welsh rarebit then moved on to packing a suitcase for D. Saturday saw us waking early, eating breakfast and taking D to the airport perfectly on time. No tears were shed as we wished him well on his business trip to the French Riviera. The rest of Saturday I cleaned out the kitchen while the girls played around my feet, occasionally helping me to pour ancient spices into the trash. The day ended in the easiest bedtime ever. I spent most of the night with a needy V who woke me up at midnight, 2, 4 and 5 and then just as V fell asleep again, S woke up. I tried to start Sunday right with homemade ciabatta and homemade jam but both girls were feeling the absence of papa and so they were mostly cranky all day. I got to talk to a lovely lady from Nova Scotia on the phone, without children screaming, for as long as I needed. I gave away all my gardening things, house plants and pots to a good friend looking to start gardening and talked to D who had arrived at his hotel finally late in the afternoon our time. It was surreal to talk to him and know he was thousands of miles away. Feeling so thankful he made it safe and sound. Sunday ended with a late late afternoon nap for all three of us out of pure exhaustion, sprouted legumes with feta for dinner and a late bedtime filled with more stories then I usually have the patience for.
How was your weekend?
Joining Amanda for Weekending