When a weekend is truly a weekend

I think the planets must have aligned last weekend because, for the first time in a long time, we had nothing to do all weekend.  Usually our weekends are jam packed running here, going there, marking this off of the never-ending to do list.  The only things we did on this weekend were things we wanted to do.  The weather was stunning so we went to Lowe's to buy plants.  Twice!  There was so little that had to be done I really enjoyed the things we got to do.  The girls were thrilled to be planting seeds.  Each picked out a packet of pretty flowers...Dahlias, Johnny Jump Ups and, what else you ask, Poppies.  The most remarkable thing about the weekend was how I felt on Monday morning when it was over.  Rested.  I commented to Brad that it was amazing how weekend-like a weekend feels when it's not full of weekend activities.  I hope there are more of those in my near future.