It's 2:30 in the blessed am, and I am sitting here, writing this, when I really should be sleeping. I won't get another chance, and I guarantee, this is going to be a long, long day. I was asleep, but pain woke me up, it's back with a vengeance recently. I don't like it - it worries me. After my surgery I had it, but only where I should, and now it's back any old place it wants to be. I am still thinking it's due to doing too much and I will be able to find out after today. This is the last crazy day I will have until the weekend, when I have another Christmas dinner to do for everyone coming tonight plus four more. Then, I will officially be finished for the year. I love the Holidays, but I am never sorry to see them go. :)
It is all coming together here---thanks to H and D. She was here all day yesterday and wrapped gifts until she was as worn out as I was. I baked all day, but had to quit early, I couldn't stand in the kitchen any longer. I had planned to go into work this morning, we are open from 8-12, but H is going to go in and deliver the gifts I needed to deliver, as that was the real reason I was going to be there. No work would have gotten done today...and I am not able to do that, and finish all that I have here to do. I don't suppose that Owner will understand, although I'm hoping he will , but he will have to wait until Wednesday to have the numbers that he wanted from me for the impending sale. I just can't do it. I will have to have some sort of Divine Intervention to get me out of this chair this morning at all.....
I am praying for a calm and happy family gathering tonight. Those can be hard to come by these days, once you children are adults, Santa sort of takes a backseat to the real world. I miss those days of wonder and excitement...there is no better feeling in the world than a happy child on Christmas morning. That was the one time every year that I knew would be a perfect, magical time for my family. I nearly killed myself every year to make it so, and every year it was. The look of sheer delight on the faces of my babies...nothing else that I know of compares. My mother always made it that way for me, and I can honestly say that I managed somehow, to always make it that way for mine. I guess that is the reason that all things still have to be just so at Christmas, still. Funny how things like that cannot be let go of.
I hope that everyone today has a beautiful Christmas Eve. For me, I am remembering the why of Christmas...and being grateful. :)