saturday

Dec 10, 2022 07:52

The party was okay/good. It's too bad we had to drive 2 hours to get there. I mainly talked with my 3 sister-in-laws and the wife of one of Dave's childhood friends and the wife of another friend of the family. Though I was glad to leave at the end of the night. My eye was hurting. Scratchy. I just wanted to close my eyes and be done. Chloe sat in the front seat with Dave on the way home. I sat in the back and slept. A lot of little kids there running around and noisy. Someone was playing the jukebox so that was noisy. Dave's old childhood friend Mike has hearing loss too and we could commiserate on not being able to understand what was being said most the time. Another reason I do no like parties. I can't hear what people are saying and I just stand there and agree and act like I understand - or I have to keep saying WHAT. I ate too many xmas cookies. Today I will be glad to eat savory, not sweet. An egg and a piece of toast sound good for breakfast.

I feel like since the Pittsburgh party is over now I can start a new, different round of xmas preparation. Start house cleaning here. I have SO MANY Christmas cards from charities. I think I will try to figure out a way to cut them up and use them for decorations. Last year I made bird shapes from them and hung holiday birds all around the house. Or maybe I made crocheted snowflakes last year - I can't remember. I'm kind of ambivalent about the holidays and Christmas. I do like creating something new to decorate with. I do not like the house cleaning. I do not like all the expectations of gift giving - trying to figure out gifts. The feelings of inadequacy that go with that. I don't have the right attitude I'm sure. Next year I think we should all (me especially) put a limit on the extent of gifts given. We are all adults in this branch of the family now. Maybe just one small gift. Yeah.

32F now and it's supposed to get up to 40 today. Cloudy. This is the last day of deer rifle season. That's something to cheer about.

decorating, gifts, ambivalence, christmas

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