Happy that tomorrow is another day off for many of my brood. Gary probably won't go into the shop, and a few of the other kids will be home, or possibly will be by here to eat. Second son is going to grill something delicious (as yet to be decided), and I'll make homemade Boston Baked Beans and Cole slaw. We'll see how that flies. My brain can take a holiday as well. It needs an extended break, let me tell you. More than a day's worth.
As to housework, pull the other one. Have been hit with a huge dose of lethargy. Not much tidying up is going on, but the tree is down (and in the backyard, waiting for the next garbage pick-up), and the decorations (except for the lights and greenery around the outside doors/wreaths/Nativity scene) are put away. Going to let Baby Jesus stay out until Epiphany. Sounds like a lot of work, taking all of that down, but not so. The girls did most of it. I dumped out the 50# bag of chicken feed in the container we use, changed the vacuum cleaner belt, and marveled at how well it sucked (yeah, well) afterward. That was my yesterday.
Love days where I can really take those necessary deep breaths. And New Year's Day provides a bit of time where I don't have to think about responsibilities, but can enjoy the day.
Not sure what plans I want to tackle for the coming weeks. Would like to be easier on myself, expect less, and as my mom said after her stroke, "I wish I'd had more fun." That's it, pretty much, in a nutshell.
Happy New Year!
