I am not ready yet. I hate all the rushing about, crowds everywhere, and traffic. I like to stay home, putter about, read, with a mug of something warm and nothing on the must do list.
Ahhh, yes, but it’s Thanksgiving weekend, those wonderful free days which is one’s window of opportunity to plunge into Christmas shopping, decorating, and baking before it all spins out of control.
Once upon a time I was uber organized about this. I had to be. I had 30 some friends and relatives with every expectation of receiving gifts from me. Plus, every adult in your child’s life who is not a family member wants a piece of him at Christmas. There’s the school holiday program, one at the after school care, the Karate class demonstration at the mall, and the marching band has been invited to perform in the Local Christmas Parade. We want everyone there at 7 am Saturday morning. You couldn’t possibly let him miss this opportunity to shill for the school now could you? When you plug in the costume shop party, my then DH’s office party, and our traditional help Gramma and Grampa get their tree up event December is shot.
I could have, at that time, given Martha Stewart a real comeuppance too. Part of my Thanksgiving weekend involved cutting greenery for the house, getting the Advent wreath ready to be lit on Sunday (sometimes the only time it was lit before Christmas Eve but it always looked nice) and beribboning the outdoor wreathes. hmmm…should it be burgundy or plum this year? Baubles or greenery?
I also used to make my own cards, in September. Thanksgiving weekend I wrote personal messages in each one and addressed and mailed them.
I’m not doing any of that this weekend. I’ve taken a couple of walks and I’ve discovered that Mother Nature isn’t ready yet either. However much we try and force the issue:
Who am I to argue with a superior force?
I might, if I have enough energy, go to here , find a lovely animated card, plug in my address list, and hit send. No paper, no trees, no stamps, and no writer’s cramp.
I’d like to do some knitting today. On gifts, maybe.
I’m probably going to make some Truffles as shop/office/emergency gifts. If there’s room in the fridge for them to set. Which there won’t be until the turkey is gone. That means, I’ll probably eat some more turkey.
Now just where did I set my mug…