Post 1879 - The Weekend Is Nearly Over!

It is pushing 8pm Sunday evening.  The weekend is nearly over.  We didn't go anywhere this weekend, didn't even leave the house.

Friday night, the sink was full of dirty dishes.  I did them Saturday morning.  Tonight, after dinner preparations, the sink has dishes in it again.  Why bother?  Sigh.  These sisyphean tasks get real old, real fast.

Friday night, there was more dirty laundry in the house than clean, it seemed.  Tonight, there are just a couple small loads left to be done, and they can wait until another evening.

We finally got around to watching the movie I borrowed from the Port Williams library 9 days ago, "Slumdog Millionaire".  I had somehow missed it when it was playing on my movie channels and had never bothered to rent it because, well, who rents movies any more?  Borrowing it at no cost whatsoever the other week was good.

We also watched the original Pink Panther movie today, with Peter Sellers and David Niven and Robert Wagner.  Hadn't seen it in a very long time.  It still holds up, but I can't help but think that there aren't enough laughs in it to sustain a modern audience, and that "people today" would think that some of the scenes go on for a little too long.  Still, I was glad to see it, and Peter Sellers as Inspector Clumseau is still funny.  Hard to believe he died nearly 35 years ago.

Another work week yawns before me like a buffet table that's got too much meat on it.  Come the weekend, I can't wait for the confines of my house to keep the world at bay.

Time to put on my mask and confront Monday.

See you tomorrow.

Bevboy