The facts...
- i'd be fine if we skipped Christmas this year
- not kidding, but not meaning to sound grinchy, either
- and it's not that i've done practically nothing
- it's more that my heart just isn't in it
- and hasn't been
- funny, but our kids aren't being annoying about the holidays
- guess they figure we'll get it in gear eventually
- we meaning *me*
- told gary the other day that i was a bit weary of being the one who's always depended on to do certain things around the house
- toilet paper, garbage bags, dog food and cream for coffee seem to be in my jurisdiction
- the others will buy milk and coffee
- and not to beat up on anyone, but our kids are good about buying groceries---it's just that they all seem to forget certain things
- i'd rather not be depended on so much
- mothering and being a wife are exhausting jobs
- the list never gets completed---which is a major frustration
- i get cranky, but generally feel that i need to keep it bottled up
- not doing too well with that
- it shows
- then gary tells me to eat something
- it's not always blood sugar issues, though, as he well knows, but cookies are always nice
- a bit nervous about singing with the choir on this Sunday and on Christmas Eve
- they're will only be about 7 or 8 of us, but that just makes you stick out more
- i'd rather be a background player
- when i shook our priest's hand on Sunday, he looked me in the eye (with a twinkle) and asked if i was planning on singing with the choir---i asked if he was making me---he said he was (again with a twinkle)
- man
- i've stuck my foot in it, for sure
- sorta excited about it, though, partly because they wear neat choir gear
- a black cassock underneath and the white garment over the top (don't know its name)
- hopefully it's slimming (haha)
- oh, i just need to go to bed and turn off my head
- you know how it is---get worn out and being fretting---off to read now
