I wrote last week that I was crashing toward my next book deadline. I am happy to report that I turned in my manuscript around 3 p.m. on Friday. That left just enough time to cross another nagging to-do — coloring my hair — off the list before the kids got off the bus at 4:05 p.m. I am efficient like that (and frugal! I should calculate how much money I’ve saved in 20 years of coloring my own hair vs. paying a pro).
One reason to get rid of my roots: I am speaking at Leadercast Women in Atlanta this week. There are simulcasts in a few locations if you don’t happen to be in the Atlanta area. I need to decide on my outfit for sure tomorrow!
The weekend had the usual mix of kid stuff, though there was this miracle: both Saturday and Sunday I woke up on my own. Not to screams of “Mommy, open my door!” The 2-year-old is staying up a lot later, though he’s been sleeping later too. So I guess it’s a mixed thing, but I’m happy to lie in bed for a bit. There is something luxurious about not immediately starting the day caring for someone else.
Saturday was more relaxed than it could have been. This was a very conscious exchange of money for happiness. A payoff for being frugal in the hair department? My husband was flying in from Europe and meeting us at the almost-6-year-old’s birthday party at a trampoline park in the afternoon. So I had sitter coverage all day. That allowed me to take the almost-6-year-old and the 10-year-old to karate on Saturday morning without chasing a 2-year-old. After we got home, I went for a run and then showered with no one bothering me. My husband’s plane was on time, so he showed up at the party before any of the guests (a good thing). The party went well, and I could chat with other parents, since I had outsourced watching the 2-year-old. We did presents at home after and then I read for a bit. I finished Still Life, by Louise Penny. A reader had recommended that as a good “autumnal” book: rich description of fall scenery, a little bit spooky. It was all those things. I had not read a whodunnit in a while, and this was pretty good as those things go, though I’m not sure I entirely bought the ending, and the motivations of the perpetrator. My husband and I took advantage of the sitter coverage to go out for a quick dinner. We toasted my manuscript with margaritas.
On Sunday, I managed to get a quick treadmill run AND a shower in before the 2-year-old woke up. I have no idea what happened there (I may have gone to sleep before the 2-year-old; my husband took over on that one). I went to church to sing with the chamber choir, which is the small group. We were doing some more challenging African-influenced music for world communion Sunday. I noted that my family was not in the pews for the first song, and in fact, walked in when the children’s message was over. It turned out that my 2-year-old had pooped on the way to church, and my husband was hunting around in the car for wipes, but they were all gone. So then he had to retrieve some from the nursery and get the kid all cleaned up before bringing him to his 2-year-old Sunday school class. But anyway, the singing went well. I’m quite enjoying this.
After a little downtime and lunch at home, we all went to the zoo together. It was a quick trip. Basically, just the reptiles, the playground, the petting zoo. But that’s one of the reasons we like having memberships at places. We don’t feel like we have to make a day out of it on any given trip to get our money’s worth.
The 2-year-old fell asleep in the car as we were driving the 8-year-old to a playdate. We decided to let him keep sleeping. I spent an hour building one of my daughter’s new birthday Lego sets with her (Wonder Woman — see photo). A little tedious, but I had a beer and that helped. After dinner, I closed out the weekend by playing in the backyard with the kids for a while. It’s finally chilly — feeling like fall! Time to break out the sweaters!
I guess I could add a discussion question to this post. What are you frugal about? What are you not frugal about?