Weekend of next to nothing

Do you ever have a weekend so full of opportunity and then absolutely nothing happens?  That's my weekend.  Yesterday morning I went into town for some yarn to finish that baby afghan and hit three stores with no luck in finding the yarn I want for the edge.  I also wanted a Christmas cactus and can anyone tell me why you can't find a Christmas cactus in the middle of August?  I thought not.

I bought an old oak plant stand at an antique store the other day and since I have all Christmas Cacti in the front hall, I decided to keep the theme going but no luck. 

Finally, I decided to just stop at Costco and pick up some things I knew we needed.  When I got home, I took the Best Nap Ever.  Clover and I snuggled up on the sofa and I almost couldn't make myself wake up 2 hours later.  The Girl and a friend came in at some point and I remember saying hello but nothing more than that.

After my luxurious nap, I felt the need to get something done.  So, I tackled my office/work space.  Over the last few months it has become a catch-all for everything.  It actually looked worse than this but on Friday I put 4 bins and three coolers into the attic.  Before:

After: 

So, now that my office/work area is clean, I think I'll work on the pillowcases I've been planning.  Oh.  I haven't washed the fabric yet.  So I can't work on that just yet.  Maybe I'll work on this embroidery project I bought at a yard sale a couple years ago.  A few stitches were done, but most of it was unfinished.  I'm going to make it into a throw pillow. 

Not sure why I can't get this picture to show up in landscape.

It even came with the directions so you know which floss to use in which place.  But I can't find a needle.  Seriously, no needle in the whole house that is the appropriate size.  So I guess I won't work on that either.  I have no idea where all the embroidery needles may have gone.  Seriously.

So last night I sat and read a magazine.  Front to back.  That is rare for me and I still felt this mild panic about not doing anything productive.

Today, I decided to take the dog for a hike.  I drove by an auction and stopped to see whether there was anything I couldn't live without.  There wasn't.  Clover and I went up to Silver Falls and hiked an access road around the outside of the park.  No one goes up there and I can let the dog run off leash.  A few people drove up the road.  I've never made it all the way to the "end" so I have no idea where they are going.  We hiked for two hours and that was fine.

Came home and did some grocery shopping so the Brown Eyed Man and I could have a nice supper.  We made filet mignon, baked potatoes, rolls, and homemade creamed corn.  Then we ate at 3 p.m. like we're 82 or something.  Now it's 3:38 and I have nothing to do again.

I guess I can start the pillowcases.  The fabric is washed now.  I haven't read the Sunday paper yet.  There is an almond cake recipe I've been thinking of trying.  However, all in all feel like I got nothing done this weekend and I don't feel good about it.