Did you hear the giant exhalation of breath? If you did and wondered where it came from, it was from me. You see, last Wednesday I panicked. Suddenly realizing that Christmas was only days away and very little had been accomplished by me for the yearly event, I had to push myself into overdrive.
And we had a family Christmas party on Saturday, so I had to get busy. I took off from work on Thursday and shopped for a solid twelve hours – 8:30 tto 8:30. But it was mostly done, so the effort was worth it, except that my living room and dining room were covered with unwrapped packages, boxes, tissue paper, ribbon and bags. But I had to cook my covered dish – fried chicken of course – on Saturday morning and wrap up the gifts for that party, so the rest stayed in their temporary places on sofas and table tops.
The party was great – reconnecting with loved ones who are rarely seen these days. And afterwards, it was time to move on and help my mother finish her shopping – and wrapping. Plus, we are the official ‘grave decorators’. Some of you know what I mean by this. We are the ones who lay the wreaths on the stones of our deceased loved ones – two sets of grandparents and my father. Sad, but sadder still if left undone.
We have even treated ourselves to Christmas travel in years past. But we’re all too busy this year to even think about such a trip.
Yesterday I prepared a gift for you, my readers, and one some of you have asked for but I have been tardy in providing. It is a blogroll with links to your sites from mine. If you are a faithful reader or know that I am one of your followers, but fail to see your link here, give me a few more days. By Christmas Eve the list should be complete.