Okay so here is what has been the past weekend...
Friday after work, loaded up the car, piled the kids and dog into the van and drove to my condo at the beach. Arrived around midnight (after several requisite pitstops for food, etc.), got the kids into bed, unloaded the car and crashed for the night.
Saturday was actually a chill day. Woke up, got everyone ready, went out to breakfast, came back to the room and just basically crashed for the rest of the day. Went out to dinner at the most incredible Italian restaurant I've ever frequented, where the owner knows me and my family and treats us like royalty. One of the best meals ever.
Sunday, up early. This day was the reason we were there. My wife is holding these paint get-togethers (like Paint Nite). She has a partner who is a close friend and they have been scheduling these events at local restaurants and gaining popularity. Now, this was hosted at a restaurant in a huge retirement community that was SUPPOSED to be in Dewey Beach, which is roughly 8 miles from my Condo in Bethany. Turns out, it's actually in Millsboro, which in contrast is 30 miles away. So that's a shitton more driving than I expected, but all went well. After the paint event we loaded the car back up and drove home, getting in around 10:30pm. Got the kids to bed, unloaded the car and fucking collapsed.
Good morning MONDAY! *sigh* Eventful and productive weekend. Can I have another one to recover?