Weekenders . . .

Starting with last Monday my husband wanted to go to the lake house.  He suggested it at least once a day.  I wasn't up for going.  I would check the weather . . . I was looking for a reason  not to go . . .  but as it goes here in North Texas . . . it can change from minute to minute. 

We determined if it wasn't going to rain we were going . . . :/ 

We checked the weather daily . . . the Texas rain storms kept eluding us . . .me.  I just might have to go.

The lake house is like living back in the early 90s - spotty wifi, bad cell reception, average restaurants, lots of land with not much to do . . . but sleep!

It isn't that I don't like the lake house . . . it is just I have stuff to do in Dallas and would rather be here than at the lake without access to my . . . stuff.