This has been a fun and relaxing Thanksgiving. Even with two family gatherings, there has been very little drama and a whole lot of warm togetherness. I have had four days away from my jobs. I have crocheted, cleaned, cooked, and read. I have talked to family members, told stories, heard stories, shared recipes, shared dreams. I have had a nice holiday.
But the puritan (I think --- hard to tell when you as much of a mongrel as I am) is not happy. Four days and I only cleaned two rooms. I could easily have finished Brendon's stocking and at least one of the scarves I'm making. I could have baked the bread I thought about. For goodness sake, I could have gotten dressed at least. (I did dress to go to the family gatherings. I even wore make-up.) I really wasted these four days.
One of the other parts of me has told the puritan to take a walk. That part and the rest of me, now that the puritan is grumbling in the rain, are enjoying another cup of coffee and a bowl of apple cinnamon brown sugar oatmeal. (Brown sugar & cinnamon? the Puritan yells from the yard. Way to make a healthy meal unhealthy!) The rest of me smiles and takes another bite. The rest of me is going to enjoy this last day of the holiday.
6 comments:
aw, we all need a little sugar and spice! tell puritan to go back to bed and not come out til she's less cranky! :))) i spent thanksgiving asleep... when i could've gone to help in a soup kitchen. you can imagine what my puritan did with THAT!!!! :))) (i however, feel very well rested!)
Rest is underrated. I'm glad you got some. I feel well rested, too.
Confession: I didn't get dressed today, either. I fought hard to stay dressed and in make up all weekend...I really did! And then today it all fell apart.
I also ate oatmeal today...along with grilled cheese sandwiches, tomato soup, BACON (yeah, that was smart, huh?), lovely scrumptious BBQ pulled pork sandwiches, and a plate full of brownies. Will my pants even fit tomorrow morning? :)
Sometimes you'd like to get away from famiiy. No?
I nearly always get dressed and I guess that comes from my mother who always did too. Unless I'm sick. I admire those of you who don't. Sounds marvelous and I may try it during my Christmas break! :o)
It helps if you have a pair of really warm comfy pajamas that almost pass for real clothes. I say almost, because I wouldn't go out in them, but I saw a bunch of teenage girls at a Wendy's on I-95 wearing clothes that looked an awful lot like my pajamas.
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