Saturday, December 24, 2011


Jet lagged.
The house has not one decoration displayed, unless you count the BSA Christmas wreath that spent a month in the trunk of my car and now resides in a plastic bag on a chair in the living room.
On my way to my Dad's until Boxing Day. Sans spousal unit, who will be working every day and for whom Christmas is, apparently, not an option this year.
Will spend the next 3 days driving Dad to wherever he needs to be as he can't manage to do so himself now.
And cooking/caregiving.
And *acting* cheerful, even if I'm not quite feeling it this year.

1 comment:

Kate said...


I hope that the day ended up being merry in the end.