I'm going through manic and depressive stages. This will be my first Christmas without Mother, and I find myself grieving and feeling sorry for myself. Then I think of my Dad; they were married for 59 years!
I just couldn't get the tree out or do decorations. Dreary, but can't face putting them up and taking them down. Still, I got out some of Fee's Santas out because I love them so much.
He carved them all about 20 years ago. These are only a few from one box and there is another big box that I can't get to.
Missing Erin, who will not be back until January. Hope they are taking lots of pictures of Miss Mila and her cousin, Ella. This will be a special Christmas for Mila - she is old enough to appreciate things more this year, she has her adoring "other grandparents" who are seeing her for only the second time, and she has her cousin who is not much older to play with.
Fee will be home today, and we will celebrate yesterday's birthday tonight. He is a winter solstice baby, and I missed him yesterday.
I've been practicing shopping therapy and have ordered some fabric from equilter and some books from Amazon that will come after Christmas to help keep me busy.
Today, the plan was to get up and out early to finish with the last of the shopping, errands, etc. Here I still sit with my tea, playing on the computer, delaying.