Adam and I both have the weekend off. This happens once every three weeks – the other two weeks he works either Saturday or Sunday (but not both.) I always have the weekend off. We don’t have anything planned, however, other than going to the art store. I would like to go looking for apartments, but that might be too difficult unless I go alone, and I don’t much enjoy that.
Alternately I could create myself a couple of projects. Write something. Work on a website. Bake. Clean. Something. Anything.
Someone outside is setting off firecrackers.