Monday has shown up a little too soon, and if the weekend had not been such fun, I'd officially complain.
And the best part? Except for dinner on Saturday, it was all unplanned. That I've learned, is most often best. Go with the flow.
Here's how it unfolded.
I got an unexpected booking for a bike on Sunday morning's spin class. That led to brunch which turned into a trip to the Guggenheim Museum followed by an unsuccessful-but-leisurely stroll down Madison Avenue looking for the right snack which prompted an early dinner at Bar Pitti. Then, three of us helped Damion pick the right Christmas tree. Delivery was made, set up happened, and I headed for home.
Tis the season.