Weekend = Too Short

Hello there ...

I returned home from lovely Wausau, WI on Friday night 'round 8. I promptly got into my jammies and hopped into bed. The cats were delighted and we all snuggled together.

Saturday morning I went yard/garage sale-ing by myself for a bit (neighborhood sales this weekend) then with D9 a little later. We hit some Goodwills, met up with Sister for a bit and returned back home a touch after noon. I made myself some lunch and promptly passed out for a much needed nap.

Woke up, hopped in the shower and texted back and forth to the Fed for a bit, setting up our evening. We met at the Broad Ripple Brewpub, had some food and beer and headed out to the Roller Derby. We had talked about it last week and he mentions over dinner that his best friend, wife and kid will be there too.

Turns out his best friend is someone I worked with at the City. Yep, I knew the best friend. I really think Indy is about the size of La Porte sometimes.

After the bouts we head back to my house and have a few beers on my patio as we watch five, yes five, police cars and an ambulance pull into my neighborhood. As nothing really happens in my neighborhood, we were curious. Wandered down the street (it is 10:30ish) and find out some jackass has beat up his wife and kid. That would explain the five cop cars and ambulance.

The next morning I sleep in a bit and lounge around my house, trying to figure out what to do with my day. I make some breakfast, read the paper, and take a midday nap. I then head out to grocery shop and run some errands. After all that nonsense, I come back home, make myself lunch/dinner (it is 4:30) and start laundry. Typical Sunday in the life of Athena.