When I was growing up I told my mother I was bored. She told me to enjoy it as there would come a day that I wished I had time enough to be bored. Of course she was right. I have lived that day many times. You could even say today is one such day.
Let me see. The holiday cards are done. The gifts are all purchased – well except for the Lindt chocolates. I can get the gifts wrapped by tomorrow. The cats will go to the kennel.
We will go to Maine. Then there is the birthday party. Christmas Eve will happen if we are ready or not. Oooops, I forgot to schedule the Christmas tree in there. We don’t put it up too early. The cats like to use it for a climbing post. Oh my, I am so busy and have so much to do between now and Christmas.
While I am refining my calendar, other people are figuring out how they are going to make it through the holidays. I learned that this weekend. I learned that it cost $333.00 to fill the fuel tank. Not much by some standards, but monumental if you don’t have the money.
I wrote a post the other day, Gratitude – Turmoil – Sadness – Fear. Molly Cantrell-Craig left a comment that read in part: “If you’ve got two coats and your neighbor needs one, share.” When I learned a couple was in need of a kitchen table and chairs we gave them a fold up table and two chairs. The tablecloths, two with Christmas designs, were also a big hit. If it hadn’t been for Molly’s comment, I probably would not have thought to give them the table and chairs because they were not a perfect choice. Practical trumps perfect any day of the week.
Sometimes the real meaning of the season is not in the gifts that are wrapped in pretty paper.
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