I'll spare you the more boring parts of the weekend--things like the ongoing effort to clean out the old house. Suffice it to say, we're getting there.
So what's only semi-boring? Well, last night the rocks finished the "fine grit" stage and went into "pre-polish" (yeah, I live a wild life)...
As I laid them out on for the above photo, all of my assistants arrived. They hate to miss anything (mostly because there might be a treat involved, and they'd hate to miss that!)...
This morning, I drove into Manhattan with a bunch of stuff that I needed to drop at my office. Since parking there is a tough thing, I enlisted help. I picked up Byrne, and he stayed with the truck as I took things up to the office.
Later, we moved some things from his old apartment in Manhattan to his new one in Astoria. Then we went shopping, and he bought an air conditioner for the new place. I offered to help him carry it upstairs, as I had with some smaller items earlier in the day, but he hefted this thing onto his back and carried it up to his fourth floor apartment by himself. Very butch! :)
After that, he treated me to lunch at a local place. It was one of those Brazilian places where they bring all different meats around for you to eat. This type of restaurant is called a "cheery squirrel" or something like that. Okay, so I may be a little off with what it's called. ;)
On the way home, I saw a bumper sticker that summarizes the feelings of many New Yorkers--"If it's called Tourist Season, why isn't it okay to shoot them?" *snicker*
This afternoon, Marc and I did more at the old house, and now the weekend is coming to a close. All in all, not a bad one. Rather productive, and that has a nice feeling to it.