Monday, again. The weeks march along and I try to keep up. My weekend wasn't the best, I have felt really, really bad. However, I don't think it was the usual, I really think it was some sort of bug---it left me with a bad headache, alot of body pain, perhaps low grade fever and chills. I think I am feeling better today, heaven knows I am sick of being sick.
I did accomplish ninety percent of my Christmas shopping on Saturday, and that felt wonderful. I have only a few more things to buy and a few to wrap. There won't be nearly as much under my scrawny tree this year, but what is there is paid for, and that's saying something. :) I am very much looking forward to Christmas with my kids. I always have the Christmas eve celebration, then on Christmas day, they all scatter to the homes of their loves. It works well. This Christmas day will just be Mark and I, and I am honestly looking forward to that. The pressure is off, it's a time that we can just be. As an added bonus, it falls on a Friday this year, so there will be a long weekend involved.
My apartment is a pig-sty. I didn't even have the strength to clean it up this weekend and that never happens. I will have to find the strength to do it one evening this week. I didn't get to spend any time with Brodie and I am having withdrawals. I did go to lunch with he and Janelle on Friday, so I got to see him for an hour or so. He is the sweetest thing I have ever been around. I received a bit of news at that lunch that left me reeling, somewhat. Life does have a way of knocking us around, you know?
Snow. Snow last night, just a couple of inches, but a huge storm predicted for tomorrow. GREAT. I don't love snow. In fact, I really hate it. But it is what it is, so I guess we'll just break out in a chorus of: