Full Weekend

This has been a busy weekend.

I'm stealing a few quiet minutes, propped against pillows on my newly assembled bed, in my newly settled bedroom, to write and think.

My house has this delightful smell of ginger and garlic running through it. I'm making honey-garlic pork roast for a group of friends who are coming for dinner. Shortly I'll head back to the kitchen and prepare potatoes, steamed carrots, and a salad to go with the pork roast.

Just to give you a sampling of how this weekend has gone, here is a list of some of the things I've done today:

• shopped for groceries
• put some last items away in our house
• washed a couple loads of dishes (some by hand and some in the dishwasher)
  
• reorganized a couple of kitchen cupboards so that we have better access to some things we use regularly
• attended a Stampede Breakfast with my roommate
• driven my roommate to work
• gone to the bank to deposit a couple of cheques
• gone to the recycling depot to recycle the cardboard from our moving and bed-building projects
• visited a couple of garden centres in search of some plants and herbs for our garden
• gone to Home Depot to purchase shelves for a pre-existing nook in our kitchen
• gone to the dollar store to pick up a few needed items for our house
• fueled my car
• got the oil changed in my car
• cleaned up our patio table and chairs in preparation for dinner tonight
• prepared, marinated, and started to bake a pork roast

It's been a full, busy day. I'm tired, and I need to rest. There are several more things on my list of "things to do" for the day - some of which will get done, and some of which won't. Dinner will hopefully not be a long affair tonight, though I'll enjoy the company of my friends. Then quiet. Space to think, journal, read, and pray. Rest, before diving into what is sure to be another very full week.