[Saturday afternoon] It would help if I hit publish before I close the laptop for the night:

We kicked off our weekend tonight with a date night of bowling and returning to a favorite brewery (they make their own root beer, in addition to more traditional libations) and we’ll wrap it up on Sunday by seeing some friends who are in town.

In the meantime, though, I’m going to try to squeeze in a few other things:

• Spend time at the garden. Rain is in the forecast, but weeds are growing, there are probably cucumbers to harvest, and the forest is encroaching over the fence again.
• Swim. While not as perfect as the ocean was last weekend, the pool will offer some respite from the heat and humidity, particularly if the forecast falls apart.
• Read. My brain is sad these days, and escaping into someone else’s life seems like a perfect antidote.
• Clean. Laundry can’t be on the agenda, despite moderate need, because the washing machine won’t accept any more coins until the company comes out to tend it, and they tell Rudi that won’t happen until Monday. But I should probably do tackle some other projects to make up for that. Maybe I’ll try to uncover the coffee table.
• Knit. It’s the last weekend of my knitalong, and I will have failed spectacularly. Well, okay, that’s not true. I didn’t crash out. Neither my project nor I ended up injured. We just finished outside the time cut early on, and rather than packing our bags and going home, we just limped on, following the course. We’ll make it to Paris; it’s just that no one will be there to notice. (Again, not a wholly apt metaphor. I can enter my project into the Ravellenic Games (which start next Friday) and get a medal in the WIPs Wrestling category if I finish it before the Olympics end.)
• Bake. If the thunderstorms come during the day, being outside will be less appealing, and I might take the opportunity to make some cookies or a cake.
• Organize. I’m taking part in a Christmas in July swap that should be sent out in the next week or so. I’d like to pull more of that together, so I’m not scrambling next weekend.
• Go to the farmers market. I got our first nectarines of the season last weekend. Yum!
• Sleep. I’ve gone from not getting enough sleep because I was trying to hit neverending deadlines to not getting enough sleep because work is upsetting. The former was beyond my control, but the latter should be met with more discipline.

How about you? What’s on your agenda for this weekend?