Scott spent the weekend in rural Kentucky celebrating one of his brother’s last weekends of singledom before married life. They toured bourbon trails, smoked cigarellos and played with water balloons; these are the stories he shared, anyway. His travels meant I had a few days all to myself (and the three kids), and rather than work on any to-dos, I spent Saturday shopping for spring clothes and putting off any semblance of work for Sunday – including a few finishing projects for the studio.
However, an unlucky turn of events started early Sunday morning, beginning with a car mishap on the boys way home and missing a Megabus back to Chicago. I met Scott and his brother at the halfway point in Indianapolis, and rather than turn right back around, we grabbed a burger to recoup. And when the waiter spilled an entire cup of water on us (making us more embarrassed for him than anything), we laughed it off and considered the day a sign to cut our losses.
After six hours of unexpected Sunday travel, the unfinished to-dos had to wait. In the end it wasn’t so bad; we were lucky enough to snap a quick photo (above) of our favorite windmills on the drive back home.
How did you spend the last few days?