The cold and the snow has set in. I am beginning to put away the holiday decor, especially the stuff outside., the bows and bells and wreaths. Inside is a bit trickier, as the tote with the winter roses is outside. Yes, it matters, because the autumn decor is in the Christmas box, and this requires a three season swap. I will get it done, and feel accomplished. I will still be sad. Utterly and eternally.
Ah, the holiday social scene. I did go to Christmas breakfast with my nieces on my brother David's side. Lots of pleasantries, and I hid out in the kitchen for the most part. When 17 people in a small apartment got to be too much, I took the trash out for a breath of fresh air. Cried beside the industrial dumpster for a few moments. When I got home, I was simply too overwhelmed and in physical pain, I skipped Christmas dinner with Sally and crew. While it will be their last holiday in Utah, I was just not up for it emotionally. Nope. Jeremy called, Troy and Stacey called, so that was nice. Last night was Krista's birthday party in Salt Lake. I bowed out as participating in a party with a theme and characters and a quest sounded like a lot of work with a group of people I adore, but have not really seen since Larry died. It would have been far too much.
Tonight I have tickets to The Greatest Showman sing along, but I do not want to go see a love story by myself. I offered the tickets online and found a delightful person to give them to. Another woman was all kinds of upset that I did not give them to her. "I was first to reply", she objected. No, not really, and this is not a radio contest at any rate. She sent me a nasty message. Okay then, I can block you, darling. I;d looked at her FB profile, and didn't care for what I saw. Karen, no one cares about your expired coupons, if you get my drift.
I did paint. I had accidently received a print of faceless angels from Deviant Art. They said keep it. So I did, and gave the kids a couple gas masks. Perfection. I can paint. I can paint!! I CAN PAINT!
Ah, the holiday social scene. I did go to Christmas breakfast with my nieces on my brother David's side. Lots of pleasantries, and I hid out in the kitchen for the most part. When 17 people in a small apartment got to be too much, I took the trash out for a breath of fresh air. Cried beside the industrial dumpster for a few moments. When I got home, I was simply too overwhelmed and in physical pain, I skipped Christmas dinner with Sally and crew. While it will be their last holiday in Utah, I was just not up for it emotionally. Nope. Jeremy called, Troy and Stacey called, so that was nice. Last night was Krista's birthday party in Salt Lake. I bowed out as participating in a party with a theme and characters and a quest sounded like a lot of work with a group of people I adore, but have not really seen since Larry died. It would have been far too much.
Tonight I have tickets to The Greatest Showman sing along, but I do not want to go see a love story by myself. I offered the tickets online and found a delightful person to give them to. Another woman was all kinds of upset that I did not give them to her. "I was first to reply", she objected. No, not really, and this is not a radio contest at any rate. She sent me a nasty message. Okay then, I can block you, darling. I;d looked at her FB profile, and didn't care for what I saw. Karen, no one cares about your expired coupons, if you get my drift.
I did paint. I had accidently received a print of faceless angels from Deviant Art. They said keep it. So I did, and gave the kids a couple gas masks. Perfection. I can paint. I can paint!! I CAN PAINT!
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