Our long weekend in February

We had a four day weekend this past weekend.  I remember years when it felt like the weekend was so relaxing, and full of so much down time, that it would never end.  That was not the case this year.  In fact, the first thing Andrew said when the alarm went off this morning was, "That went fast."  While I think he specifically meant the overnight hours, it really could apply to the entire weekend.

After school Thursday I ran to the grocery with Thomas.  Andrew had a parent meeting for coaching baseball and that was followed by practice.  Catherine had a school overnight trip, and needed to be dropped off around 9:30 and picked up at 6AM.  I was able to go back to sleep after getting her, and then Thomas and I attended a district swim meet in town.  Some friends from my home town had qualified to swim and we wanted to see them.  The kids played in the pep band that evening, and Andrew and I also wanted to attend the game.  The tough part about our day was that our crawl space flooded AGAIN, and it meant that Andrew had to spend the day pumping water out.  I was grateful we were all home by 9:30 Friday, and for the most part we got to sleep in Saturday.

Upon getting up though, it was busy.  Catherine had to work all day, and Thomas had to time at the district swim meet both in the morning and in the evening.  I also had to work the late afternoon/evening shift.  Andrew spent the day continuing to work on the water situation, and we all tumbled into bed very tired.

Catherine had to work again all day Sunday, and Andrew and I had to attend a church meeting after the service.  I realized during the morning that I clearly was not feeling well, because absolutely everything annoyed me.  We had plans to visit friends that evening, but there was no way I was going to be able to make it.  I stayed home and did absolutely nothing all evening, except try not to use any energy.

I was glad that I woke up feeling much better yesterday.  I went to work at my church job so I could get that out of the way for the week.  Catherine had to work again, but Andrew made everyone a really nice breakfast before everyone left.  We even squeezed in a quick dinner at the table together before Andrew had to run to baseball practice.  It was late before he got home, and I was ready for bed again soon after.

It's another crazy week, and the weekend didn't help much to get us feeling relaxed.  That is the phase of our life though, and I know one day I will miss this.  I mentioned to Andrew this morning that there are only 61 days of school left, and he was pleased.  I told him though, that I don't want to wish away these days.  After all, next year is Catherine's senior year, and then our school days with her are finished.  Oh goodness, even the thought of that can bring me to tears already!