free day

Both Noah and I have the day off tomorrow, but Rob has to work. I had assumed that Noah was going to hang out with me all day, but when we asked him last night, he said he wanted to go to daycare. They're having some kind of party, and he doesn't even want me to pick him up early. I suppose I should be questioning my son's love for me right now, but I choose to look on the bright side instead--a whole day to myself! I'm a little giddy over it, actually.

It has been beautiful outside the last few days, and the weather guys say that tomorrow is really the last day before the rain comes rolling in. I know I want to spend some time outside, but there are so many things I could do, I'm having trouble deciding.

Let's see...

* I might clean the garage. This would give us room to put the old living room furniture out there, so that I'm no longer vaulting the old coffee table to get to the computer. I could also move those two broken TVs out there until we decide to get them fixed.

* I might take a long bike ride. That sounds nice...if I put the carrier on the car, I could drive up to the place where the walk/bike trails start, and go all over the city. Or I could drive as far as the gas station and do a road ride up 2978 and 1488 instead. It's been a long while since I've ridden over 10 miles...my riding lately has been spinning classes only.

* I might shop. I can't really buy anything, since we may be going on a mini-vacation over our anniversary and I want to save my frivolous shopping budget for that. But I could go to the open air part of the mall and hit Ann T@ylor L0ft and the big bookstore. I also haven't found the perfect anniversary gift for Rob, so that would be a good time to find it.

* I might putter around the house with the TVs off and the windows open, and maybe read a book in the back yard in the afternoon.

* I might go to Home Depot and figure out how much it would cost to retile the master bath in the other house, and shop for a paint color for the living room. The new furniture blends into the walls a little more than I'd like, so I'm toying with the idea of painting. I think they had a similar problem on the Flintstones once...Wilma got new furniture, then she decided they just HAD to replace the carpet and get new wallpaper. Wait--I think that was Carol Brady. Whatever.

I don't know yet which I'll do, and I might just do all those things. Or none of them. Maybe I'll visit old friends, or plant flowers, or drive to Mexico. Who knows? Like I say...giddy with possibilities. :)