Week of 12/18 - 12/24/2016
Sunday: Private label order from the witchy store, already! She emailed me, saying she wanted to re-order as she only has a few bars left. Dang, lady! I told her it wouldn't be able to be delivered until after the Christmas holidays, and she said she understands. Excellent. Online orders got mailed. Good. Laundry got done. Awesome.
Monday: School. The children are crazy, but I don't care because I have to spend 3 hours in a meeting in the morning. Great way to spend a Monday! That was sarcasm! Come home, get some stuff done, go to bed because it's all I can manage.
Tuesday: School. Again. The children are more hyped up. Why are we having school this week?
Wednesday: School. Last day before break. The children have lost all pretense of behavior. Some are melting down. Why are any of us here?
Come home, husband recommends we go out to eat, which I think is a grand idea, so we do. My daughter is stoked to be on break (see photo above), and is still acting silly. We eat, I have some wine, we go home, change into pajamas, and I go to bed wth my laptop and watch a movie. Get sleepy. Fall asleep.
Thursday: Wake up at 6:15am. I slept for 9.5 hours. It's a miracle and welcome. I get up, have a leisurely breakfast, work on my printable planner for 2017, shower, and go to my waxing appointment. After that, to the gym! Work out, feel great. Come home, eat lunch, take a bath, make cookies and then wrap presents. It's Christmas at brother-in-law Nathan's. Every child in our family seemed to be there, and they all seemed to be talking at top volume the entire time. For a teacher, this is somewhat unnerving. It was fun to watch them open gifts, though.
Friday: Up too early, but someone has to take the Jeep in for a scheduled oil change. Take it in, wait in the coffee shop on the corner, pick it up, go home. Have some coffee, then off to the mall.
On December 23rd.
I hate the mall on a slow day. HATE THE MALL. But my husband is our cook, and I always get him something from the Le Crueset outlet. So I had to go. As I'm walking in, I notice a GLARING ERROR in some marketing materials. How do huge corporations let this happen? It was on a window display AND huge cardboard-like things inside, too. I am dumbfounded.
I was there right after they opened, and got out of there in 1.5 hours. Got a gift for my daugher, purchased at grandpa's request.
Drive to the pharmacy, pick up my husband's meds. Come home, have some lunch.
I need a nap. Dang it, I'm supposed to be on break!
Take nap. Get up. Wrap ALL THE PRESENTS, while my husband and daughter are out of the house, grocery shopping on 12/23. I wished him luck before he went. They come home, we eat some dinner, then commence with watching a Christmas movie: Krampus.
It's got a Christmas theme! It does!
Saturday: Christmas Eve! The best part of being on break is sleeping until I wake up, with no alarm. What a glorious feeling. Get up, feed the animules, coffee myself, feed myself. Do some work on the computer, then put it away and do the dishes. We are hand-washing everything as our dishwasher has died, and we suspect that appliances might go on sale after Christmas. I'll check on it, anyway, and we have hot running water, so hand-washing it is. No big deal.
Naptime comes, and when I get up it's time to walk the dog on this 60-degree day. We go for our walk, and when I come back, it's a Christmas miracle! The living room has been tidied up! We can hang out in our own living room and not feel like we are in an episode of hoarders! For a minute!
My husband makes some dinner, and we watch The Polar Express, because my daughter says that's tradition and WE HAVE TO. Fine, I love that movie. We eat dinner, and then open gifts, and it's a happy, wonderful, quiet evening at home with just us. Lots of laughing. I'm so very grateful.
We have more than enough food.
We have a house, with heat, electricity, and running water.
We have automobiles.
We have each other, sitting in the same room for hours, being happy.
I wish the same for all of you.
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Hi, I'm Amy Kalinchuk. I am an author, publisher, crafter, entrepreneur, roller derby skater, wife, mom, and friend. I try to be organized and maintain an air of enviable breezy elegance. I do not always succeed. But crafting? I can do that. And small business. I can do that, too. So can you! No, seriously, you can do this! I'll show you.