As I take a break from balancing my checkbook, I can't help but think how much I love me some suburban living. I think that nothing exemplifies the life than Labor Day weekend. I had originally planned to possibly go golfing or hang out at the lake (albeit sans boat), but it seems like neither is going to materialize. Instead, I am likely going to do most of the following: - Water the lawn
- Balance the checkbook
- Help with laundry
- Mow the lawn
- Wash the car
- Grill something outside while drinking a beer
- Go shopping for some running supplies
To most people who are reading this, I think that it may sound like a wasted weekend. However, I relish in the fact that I can find enjoyment in such mundane tasks. Maybe I am just easy to please (which may very well be the case). However, it is probably more that I am just getting OLD.















