On Christmas Eve- I finally realized there was an upside to delaying Christmas. So what if my son is in Mississippi with his girlfriend’s family? (and isn’t it a good thing I finished the Frangia scarf for her after all?) I did not have to rush around like a demented elf. I did not have to cook for anyone but me. I could watch non child friendly DVD’s and knit. I was not sad, I was liberated.
On Christmas Day- Decatur was completely quiet. None of the happy folk were out reveling and making me feel abandoned. No, I was able to bake some bread and a pie and actually bring my apartment up to an acceptable level of tidiness. How often can I say that? My granddaughter and I finished wrapping gifts and filling stockings and I knitted and watched child friendly DVD’s.
It gave me time to finish this:
People were fed, presents were opened, warm cider was drink, and friends stopped by. Nothing was missing- except maybe the oven catching on fire.