This weekend was a very rare treat for us - we had nothing scheduled. Well, that's not exactly true. We planned to go to a party Friday night and planned to see some friends Sunday evening. We didn't have long workouts with running or cycling teams, neither of us had a race, we didn't have travel plans.
Saturday we did mostly nothing other than take care of some long overdue errands such as buying bookshelves. Oh the excitement! How long have we been looking for bookcases for the bedroom and kitchen? Too long. The king and queen of clutter must have bookshelves.
Sunday we went to the beach. One of my great disappointments is that I live 10 minutes from the beach and don't swim in the ocean often enough. I dutifully keep my swimsuit, beach towel and blanket in the car, but I rarely have time to swim. Stevie and I were out of beach-going practice, so hauling stuff to the beach wasn't a fully efficient process. As we were finding our spot on the sand, Steve looked at someone's beach umbrella and said "We need one of those." I replied, "Steve, that's what you're carrying." What can I say, he's like a Sherpa. He's willing to haul whatever I hand him and he doesn't ask questions.
It was awesome. The water was chilly and perfect and the waves were strong enough to knock your suit off. Swam, read, napped. Perfect!