Jason has been working for almost the entire weekend because his company is moving to a new office space, and as the IT guru, he's in charge of getting all the computers moved and re-connecting them to the network. It's a bummer because I've hardly gotten to see him at all (he's literally been working until midnight these past couple nights), but on the upside, I have gotten SO much done. It's amazing what a couple days alone (and sans car) can do for one's productivity. Thus far, I have cleaned the kitchen; done the dishes and 3 loads of laundry; cleaned the bedroom and both bathrooms; unpacked some remaining boxes; swapped out my summer clothes for fall/winter clothes; organized my closet; and sorted out some clothes and shoes that need to go to the dry cleaners/shoe repair.
As a child, I loathed doing chores, but I now find something comforting about these rituals. I like feeling prepared for the week ahead. With Van Morrison's Greatest Hits blasting and the sun shining cheerfully through the windows as I work, I dare say that this weekend of chores has even been - gasp! - sorta fun.
And no, we don't have a cool retro-looking washing machine like the one in the picture, though I wish we did.
Image via Flickr user sinkdd.