Waking up before the sun on Saturday to drive 3 hours down to Poway, in a thunder storm, to live in godawful Tennessee-like humidity and a non-air-conditioned house, suffering from terrible stomach issues, sleeping on a couch, and then driving 3+ hours back to Thousand Oaks only to find we were locked out for an hour, and eventually sleeping in a bed with a comforter hog and being absolutely paranoid that my car was getting broken into all night, it's almost like I didn't even experience a weekend.