"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmastime." -Laura Ingalls Wilder, author
I have finally recovered from the bronchitis and school has been out for a couple days now I have some time to write and think. Also washing machine smells like burning rubber now so that is fun- NOT. What a season! I haven't gone completely crazy or stressed- praise God!- but it is still annoying. I haven't been proud about anything I have written this Advent. I was truly trying to find time in the morning to write so I could spend more time with my husband in the evenings. But I have to face reality for the millionth time- I AM NOT A MORNING PERSON! At least not a thinking morning person. Mornings are for three things for me- coffee, reading, and MAYBE a BIG MAYBE some exercise to get the blood flowing. Three things it is NOT for- writing, rushing, and clarity of thought. So as I take my time this afternoon while my husband is out I will say thank God he loves shopping and thank God the stressful part of Christmas is pretty much done. I had a cozy time with my girls watching Elf. I don't feel like cleaning any more today so I took a break from that as well- at least for one day.
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