After being momentarily confused as to why my entire weekend was plan-free (God forbid), I of course jumped into action making "plans." Some are more intensive than others, as you will see:
Saturday -- Poolside with margaritas and friends.
Sunday -- Poolside with daiquiris and friends.
Monday -- Poolside with beers and friends. Oh, and BBQ on the grill.
Gosh, what a tough life. Looks like my "plans" are really going to wear me out. Perhaps I should scale things back?