The Snowman is steadily counting down the minutes until Christmas. I don't feel prepared or ready, but I never do so this sense of panic feels normal and oddly comforting. I'm doing exactly what I should be doing at this time before Christmas: panic.
The only people coming to my house this year are my Mom and my sister and her kids so any expectation that the house would be spotless has already been squashed. I feel overwhelmed by the amount of wrapping I need to undertake. Unfortunately I can't really do any of the wrapping until I have the house to myself. Ironically, a quiet house was one of my Christmas wishes. If I can't find time today to wrap, I'm going to have to send the boys out for lunch and a movie tomorrow.
Today will be miserable outside. To our great disappointment, we are getting cold rain in lieu of snow. My leg is feeling the precipitation but I'm hoping that I will walk out of the pain as the day progresses. I have way too much to do today to deal with pain so I am praying that my limb and the phantom pain overlords will cooperate. Fingers crossed.
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