Friday is my last day of school before spring intercession (well, okay, that is fun). More commonly known as spring break, but since we're on an almost-year-round calendar without the official title, we get two weeks off. It is pretty amazing.
Chris hates school breaks because I have all these grand ideas and projects for us to do while I'm home. I don't let that bad attitude stop me though. It's key to a good marriage to not listen to anything your spouse says.
Here's the list for break:
-see the Hunger Games tomorrow night for March date night with my husband (woohoo!)
-write wills and take them to the lawyer (opposite of woohoo!)
-paint more trim (goal of our bedroom and the living room done before I return to school)
-zoo, Children's Museum, Monkey Joe's, library, and the park (multiple times if possible)
-read, read, read
-continue spring cleaning
-spend a morning (and possibly an afternoon) at school getting
-make my thrift store rounds at least once
-finally finish the photo wall in the living room (that might have been started last May. . .)
-start (and finish!) photo wall in the hallway
-daily trips to the gym or long family walks
-be three pounds lighter when I return to school
-dig a trench and install drainage on the north side of our house (Chris, not me...)
-spend a day thrifting with this girl who's working on getting healthy and needs some new, fun clothes
-new recipe everyday for a week
-what we eat project (more on that later)
Now that I read that list, I see why Chris doesn't want me at home. Too bad, sucka.
Bring on the vacation.