Tired
We didn't go the movies last night; my prolonged illness (at such an expensive time too!) has pretty much reduced us to poverty, so we couldn't even afford a couple of movie tickets. Nonetheless we still had a nice evening, I cooked a nice dinner for us (at least I think it was good), and we vegged out and watched TV.We were both tired this morning. It was a struggle to get out of bed, but I was propelled out by the fact that everybody needed something from me (Archie wanting his breakfast and to be let outside, Ronnie wanting to know where her work clothes were) and I was grumpy about it too. Still, that passed soon enough and I was awake and underway.
I've just been doing odds and ends of stuff today, laundry and the like, although I spent the afternoon wrapping up (almost) all the remainder of the Christmas presents. Archie helped too, if by helping you mean "coming to sit on the shiny paper while I was in the middle of using it". Still I've wrapped everything that can be wrapped at this point, so that's good. Makes it look nice too, having all those presents under the tree like that.
Just think, in a weeks time all the noise and fuss will be over. I don't know why, but these days I just don't "get" Christmas. I suppose it's part of the legacy of the ex, but I'm surprised it's not any better this year; maybe that's got a lot to do with the fact that I'm sick, which is in turn making us poor and restricting the freedom with which we can spend. I do like giving people cool presents, I know that much. So maybe that's it. Ah well, I'm sure I'll enjoy it well enough when it's time.
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