Moommm your idea of not much in the way of plans leaves me exhausted. As usual. 
I had my nieces over today, and it overlapped with a bad migraine. My hubby got stuck taking the gang to see The Grinch. Before and after I sorta supervised while the kiddos worked on unpacking. My daughter’s room is moving along, and I think my son’s room has organically grown more boxes, somehow. Hubby is now depressed at how little we accomplished this weekend. I feel like we chipped away at things, but moving sucks and I can see how it might be gnawing at him.
The wind took a break today and the smoke cleared out a bit. I think the firefighters got a bit of a break too. Tomorrow is supposed to be bad again. My uncle was a firefighter. My cousin worked with the smokejumpers. I guess all of this just makes me sad, a bit. It feels like the world is burning down. I hope we get some rain this winter, so everyone gets a break.
Feel better Spidey.