A matter of hours now ~ HOURS!!! ~ until it is Christmas Vacationnnnnn!! I may be just a wee bit excited. On Wednesday, I may have noticed the time just after noon, and commented that the day was officially half over, which meant the week was officially half over, which meant that I was beginning to think I could make it to Friday. And I may have puzzled a couple little people with this observation. But it made me happy.
And now it's practically here, and I'm so relieved. Now I can physically check off things that are lingering on my mental list. The last two weeks have felt a bit like I'm on a merry-go-round that just won't stop. I want to get off. I'm dizzy. Things have been getting done, but barely. Dinners this week have been pathetic, and my sincere apologies to my family for that.
(Actually, I have a new thought regarding disappointing my family. It's actually doing them a favor. My son one night had politely thanked me for dinner when he left the table. I asked if he liked it, and he said it was okay, but really not his favorite. Translation: "I barely choked it down, and while I appreciate the caloric intake you provided me, I hope I never have to touch that to my lips again!" My response? "You're welcome." Yes, truly. Because if I knocked it out of the park every single meal, I would be setting an impossibly high standard for him to find in a wife someday. I have to leave a little wiggle room for him to find someone better than me, otherwise I'm setting him up to marry a woman who could never live up to the standard I've set in the kitchen. So my culinary flops are a favor to him.)
Anyway, back to vacation. I'm so very thankful to have one starting tomorrow afternoon. I want to get some baking done. I want to finish putting up my nativity sets. I want to sleep in. YES! Amen and hallelujah to not setting an alarm. Unfortunately, I've scheduled a crazy amount of dentist and doctor appointments next week to get them all out of the way without missing school. But still. I'm a bit excited about the whole sleep thing.
I haven't even ordered our Christmas cards yet. I'm pondering not even doing them this year. And writing a letter? I just don't know about that. I only know of two people who enjoy getting that.
I really want these next two weeks to linger. I don't want to hurry up Christmas and then wonder how it passed so quickly. I want to enjoy the little moments. I want to take the days slowly, and not rush from one thing to another. We have one more concert left this month, and I want to enjoy it.
Off to bed I go. One more alarm to ring before I can celebrate! I just may be in my jammies by 4:00 tomorrow afternoon, sipping some coffee. Seems like the ideal way to screech this crazy merry-go-round to a complete stop!