I'm usually much more ready to relax and enjoy the season by now than this. Losing last week has made this a bit more hectic than usual, but strangely I'm not minding so much. I think I'm just giddy for feeling healthy. Thanks, God!
So last night I packed a box with a gift and some leftover items and shipped it off to Pittsburgh. I didn't pay extra for priority shipping because I feel like the Post Office puts it all on the same truck anyway. If it's not there for Christmas I apologize, but it's kind of fun getting one last gift when you think it's all over anyway.
Then I worked on my Christmas cards. The letter is written. I'm conflicted every year about the letter. I know some people despise them, particularly my sister Connie. So I feel a bit apologetic about it, but it's self indulgent really. It's the one way I have to very briefly capture a bit of the year and I put the letter each year into a binder. I think one day it will be very fun for Abby to look back at. And, with an embedded picture and 12pt font, it's really a pretty quick read. And, if the recipients would rather recycle it, I don't care. Tonight I'll address and label the envelopes, sign the cards again and hope to deliver them to the post office. They'll arrive before New Year's and that's not doing too badly.
I have a couple of last minute gifts to wrap for my scroogy family, and I'm ready for egg nog. Or a martini. I really don't care which. I've got Friday off work, and all next week so I'm ready for my home holiday vacation.
I just wish I had a house guest.
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i wish i were there too.....last year was incredibly memorable... so full of hope and promise, knowing that i would soon be out from under the st. john's/mike tix bullshit! ahhh, but aside from that what a beautiful friend family i have there....
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