Fun party last night. Hanging out with very keen people, always a plus. Tasty wine makes it all the better. And boardgaming with friends all day Sunday, with zero responsibilities. Seriously, the usual schedule wasn't even on the books. Didn't even touch the interwebs. (A little bit of friends-stuff I should have picked up on sooner, but ah well.) On the whole, good to excellent times.
And tomorrow, picking up the munchkin, and M. comes home, but again, still not much that needs to be done (other than some of the usual chores.) Is this what weekends are supposed to be like? Fascinating.