Where did the time go? Thanksgiving is over, turkey soup is finished and ready to eat and Christmas is approaching at the speed of freaking light.
Dh and I decided not to give one another gifts this year. We will stuff one another's stockings(cause Santa doesn't usually bring to grownups) and put a bow on our bathroom which is COSTING US A FORTUNE! In fact, we may just end up spending our twentieth anniversary (12/27) in the BATHROOM.
I had to work on Saturday... took the center kids to the ballet, stopping to get the kids from another center on the way. it was fun but a bit of a nightmare. (I just reread that and it sound like an oxymoron, but it was fun after the fact),I didn't know the other children and was freaking out, thinking we were going to lose someone else's child which is, I'm sure, an offense worthy of burning in the fiery pits of hell for all ETERNITY! I kept herding other people's children into our group to the concern of their mothers. Can you imagine taking your child to the Christmas ballet only to find a wild-eyed woman grabbing your child by the arm and hissing, "I told everyone to get into line according to size!"
Yesterday, I ended up taking my brother to Kent, about a 3 1/2 hour drive down I5. I hate that drive with a passion, but what could I do? The trains and buses were full and he had to work today. I told my Mom, "I'll never make this drive again except if someone dies and maybe not even then." She laughed, thinking I was kidding. I was so NOT.
So back to work today. I have articles to do, fiction to do and I have to rip out the bathroom floor and get to work. Tra la la la laaaa la la la la.
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Happy December to you! And I can't wait to see a picture of the bathroom.
I'm sure the bathroom will end up looking fabulous :)
And will we get to see pictures of this nice Christmas Bathroom?
I'm scared to start any more home updates....they get out of control so fast.
Good luck with the bathroom and Happy December!
Herding other people's children is always stressful, isn't it? I get pulled in to shepherding some of the godchildren's trips sometimes, and I'm always afraid I'll lose someone. But, because I'm the "cool" authority figure (not being a parent,and being in the arts), I usually wind up with extras.
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