I should have listened to Nath and just embraced me unusual energy that had me shopping and hand sewing gift bags.
Energy is shot to hell and gone.
Tomorrow my best bud and her son are coming in the afternoon (yay, sleep for me) where we'll open gifts for the boy and then go out to dinner.
Sunday is the day Bob's family will descend on us.
And I asked for it!
You see, Bob's parents are no longer with us and there is no pressure to come and be together with his side of the family for Christmas. (This is a good thing because it's an hour drive and Bob grumbles about always being the one to drive on Christmas day) That being said, I do think it's important that the family still gets together and since the youngest son does *all* the cooking for the family I thought it would be nice if they came out our way so I could cook them all a nice dinner.
Thing is I have the PMS or maybe it's the Right Now PMS but it's dragging me down hard. I took some painkillers there over the last few days but I stop after day two so I don't get too far gone. It's something else when you finally come out of the funk and realize three days have gone by.
So I'm hanging by a thread tonight but I know I will be much better in the afternoon tomorrow. It's getting there that is hard for me. My anxiety likes to come out and play during the dark hours of the night so I'm trying to keep the brain busy, hence another blog post.
The other hitch in my giddy-up is there is another blast of snow forecast for Sunday.
This means the family might cancel.
I'm hoping if they do cancel they do it tomorrow because other than that, there is going to be a 8kg bird in the oven if they wait until Sunday.
And I still have gifts to wrap.
Okay, that's it for me. I'm going to see about veggin' in front of the TV. I rented Wanted and started the first few minutes. I'm intrigued but I have the laundry machines going and they are noisy so I have to wait until they stop to continue watching.
Hey, silver lining!
I'm still doing laundry.