Back to Routine

The holidays are over, and HH and I took it easy yesterday to get ready to switch gears. It’s January 3rd and time to get back to routine. And I’m ready. I love the holidays, but they’re always a bit hectic.

Our younger grandson came to spend a long weekend with us, and we took him out to eat at his favorite restaurants when he lived with us. We had a wonderful time, but on Sunday, we decided to eat in, and I don’t know how I did it–we were cooking together and scrounging in different cupboards– I bumped into something. I don’t even remember what. I said “Ouch,” and it was over. A moment’s accident, no harm done. When I woke the next morning, though, I had half a black eye. I looked lovely, hugging Nate goodbye. We’re meeting old friends for supper tonight, and I’m sure I’ll hear about how graceful I am:)

But until we leave for the restaurant tonight, I’m hitting the keys. It felt so good this morning to wake to our everyday routine. It’s always nice to BREAK routine for a while, but I’m usually ready to fall back into it eventually. And today’s the day.

No one could make it to our house for Christmas this year because of the weather and bad roads, so our tree and decorations are still up with presents ready to open. We’re trying to reschedule but getting everyone free at the same time isn’t easy. The tree might be up all month, but it’s pretty, so I can live with that. When we finally take everything down, HH and I do a deeper cleaning than usual, and I can stall on that: And then the holidays will TRULY be behind us. And things should be as normal as they get in our house, and that, I think, is going to be good.