Eeek! Getting kinda frantic around here.
And the dust/etc is the least of it. I keep reminding myself, the first Christmas was celebrated in a BARN. Is my house cleaner than a BARN? Yes. (Well, cleaner than the AVERAGE barn. I do know some people who keep their barns about as neat and clean as their houses.)
Anyway...
I'm just frazzled b/c I'm baking cookies, which will take me forever (simply b/c I do so many, and there's just one oven, of course)
and then dh says, "I didn't plan on eating supper w/ ds & family tonight, but I hated to turn them down again... we're always turning them down when they invite us..."
and then I've got to get going in the morning to go to Next Town and get food for tomorrow night/Sunday afternoon...
* whew *
I'm also feeling sorta Scrooge-like b/c I have several aggravations going on...
First, my necklace was finally re-strung at the jewelers, but it is probably an inch shorter than the 18" I wanted, AND the repair girl (who I found out is dmom's neighbor & wife to one of my childhood friends) KEPT the extra pearls -- I think! It just occurred to me that I have not actually COUNTED the pearls on the string now, nor did I count them before. Hmmm... she could have just placed them closer together. But they certainly don't appear to be much closer... of course, it's been so long since I've seen them, how would I remember??? Anyway... I'm really kinda ticked off, but not enough so to demand they make it right. I don't want to be without the necklace ANOTHER five months. * sheesh * I had a little necklace extender chain (from Wmart) and that makes it probably 19 inches long, and that is fine... but * sheesh *
Second, I hit a DEER last night. First time ever I've done that! Thank goodness, no real damage -- just a couple of scratches on the rear bumper. I guess actually, the deer hit ME. I saw him, and tried to slow down, hoping he would pass, but he had that "deer in the headlights" look (too) and he darted around as I passed him. * sheesh * That shook me up pretty much...
DS has called to make sure dmom remembers cinnamon rolls Monday -- does he need to buy them? And to get the tire inflator (b/c Santa has already hidden the bike at their house, but he didn't properly inflate the tires on dgs' bike for Sunday morning. DS will never know how much I love seeing him doing all this "daddy" stuff... ) And to get some of the TWENTY POUND ham a friend gave us...
Dbro has called to discuss dmom's Christmas gifts & the possibility of us drawing names next year, among him/his gf, dh/me, ds/ddil. I don't think my crew will go for that -- partly b/c most of us will just be buying extra for each other, and partly b/c I don't think ds/ddil spend as much as dbro/his gf... so it might put a strain on their budget to try to say everyone buys one gift & spends X on it.
Ddil has texted re: supper.
I called dmom to relay message about cinnamon rolls & vent about the necklace...
And I've been to the post office, grocery store, and car wash, in addition to the jewelry store.
Oh -- and remember -- it's good none of us are Martha Stewart. She had to do time in prison, remember? And I bet all her friends are secretly intimidated by her.