What I Did This Weekend.

A list of the things I did this weekend:

1. Washed windows.
2. Picked up dog poop.
3. Brushed dogs (Sounds easy? It takes and hour and a half for a collie and a half).
4. Finished a painting of a nutria.
5. Framed three other paintings and hung them.
6. Vacuumed.
7. Bought a mop.
8. Mopped.
9. Cleaned both bathrooms.
10. Bathed both dogs (who both hate baths).
11. Did laundry.
12. De-pilled my sweater.

A list of things Drew did this weekend.

1. Drove to the Mojave dessert with a friend.
2. Met his brother and brother-in-law.
3. Rode their dirt bikes all over the desert.
4. Camped out in the desert with a roaring fire.
5. Rode their birt bikes some more.
6. Ate barbeque.
7. Drove home.

Which list would I rather have done? The former (for you grammar-challenged, that's the first one). Not a dirt bike fan. Not a desert fan. Not a camping fan.

But don't you think Drew owes me anyway?

That's what I was thinking.