And to all a good night.
Tonight we ate at our kitchen table, potato soup that I made in my new Christmas crockpot (opened early, sue me.) It was delicious. The kid was a pain in the butt as she’s been so much lately, but it was still nice. After we watched A Muppet Christmas Carol and after that we worked together to prep breakfast and then to clean up the kitchen, singing carols as we did.
It was really, really nice.
So the kid’s room is trashed because we’re in the middle of a major clean and that’s what happens when you clean majorly–it all gets messed up. My room is also trashed, because it’s the only place to put the overflow. There’s laundry in the washing machine and laundry in the dryer and laundry in baskets in her room and mine. Possibly I shouldn’t have undertaken this when we have the Christmas tree blocking the front door and taking up an eighth of the living room, but whatever. There’s not laundry in the kitchen, at least at the moment.
Now I have to finish my 750 words while I wait for the kid to actually fall asleep so I can play Santa one more time for this Christmas, stuffing the stockings and putting out the presents wrapped in the special Santa paper. Oh, and eating the cookies and drinking the eggnog. I’m not touching that celery she left for the reindeer, though. She did Ants on a Log, and I don’t like celery or raisins and she didn’t WASH the celery before she started, so I won’t be touching that peanut butter either.
So off I go. On this blessed night, I wish you peace and joy.
Merry Christmas.
A joyous day to you! I haven’t forgotten your issue, I just keep remembering it at times I can’t come over. If I don’t call you by noon tomorrow, call me? We’ll probably dog-walk in the morning, and I can head over after.