I know where it used to be, right there at the end of the hall, behind the door that keeps the cats out, but last night when I opened said door, I realized that Christmas has taken over. And not in a good way.
My creative push yesterday was more toward some organization of Christmas so that I can get it wrapped and packed. Lists are being made and re made. Lines crossed out and re written. Now why did I buy.....
Today after the funeral is going to have to be a shopping trip. Some of the things that I bought on the last trip just didn't work, and I'll either take them back or use them to add to gifts to round out numbers. I'm leaning towards taking them back. There isn't very much money left right now to spend on the last of the things to be mailed, but I am also out of time and I really need to get things moving.
I'll be running some elastics and hemming some sleep pants, and the rest is just for wrapping right now. I'm looking forward to this time of year less and less all the time. I actually had a stress breakdown yesterday, and I know that I just take too much on myself and somehow think that I can do it all, and have it all done in time as well.
So today's color is black. The color of mourning for this family. We have to say goodbye to my children's grandfather, and then slowly turn and look toward the future. The death was a relief of sorts, the pain is gone, as is that need for caregiving.
DO SOMETHNG CREATIVE EVERY DAY!! EVEN ON THE DAYS THAT YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE IT.
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