This weekend I get to paint.
Dad has a new house that needs painting and since I'm the resident painter, I get the job. So this weekend I get to drive up to WY to paint all weekend. So much for enjoying my hour that we get back this weekend.
It also means that I get to drive to WY in the middle of the night with Vicky. Joy of all joys.
Painting is not my idea of a way to spend a weekend, but if it gets dad moved into his house, then I'm up for it.
So, who wants to feed my cat this weekend??