Well, it took me awhile longer than usual, but I finally dug out the stockings & cleared off the table for our wee Christmas "corner":
There are still a couple sooper-seekrit gifts hidden away (and I can say that safely, as Mr.Q isn't likely to look at the blog before Friday morning!). I bought bagels this morning, lox is in the freezer, my Secret Santa at work gave me a bottle of sparkling wine, & I picked up some tasty OJ for our traditional Christmas morning mimosas. Mr.Q's out getting the last few supplies to get us through the weekend, so we can hunker down and get busy doing SFA for 3 days. He works a half-day tomorrow, during which time I'll be baking a pumpkin pie to take to a turkey dinner with friends tomorrow night.
I am thoroughly enjoying my time off; it seems I needed it more than I knew, as I promptly broke out in cold sores as soon as I settled into relaxing. For me, that's a sure sign of deferred stress. And I've been sleeping about 9-10 hours a night. I've even (and I may have to see a medical professional for this) started catching up housework without having to bribe/force myself! I'm a little worried about that last...
The thing is, I can't figure out what exactly I'd be stressed out about. I s'pose it's just a concatenation of wee things, all adding up like little sneaky ninjas...but they've been caught out, now. My plan for the next week and a half is to do more catching up on sleep, as well as a couple vats of tasty soups and other healthy goodies for the freezer. That way, when we get into the new year, we won't fall behind on meal planning like we have over the last month; and it'll be a lot better for us than our default scrambled eggs or pizza. At least, that's the plan!
As a Solstice present to myself (and to aid in the whole self-care thing) I've started this scarf. in that Cash-Silk Lace. It is...utterly decadent! And I think it's calling my name as I type. I'm bargaining with myself: fold one more pile of laundry, package up cookies for a couple more gifts, and I can spend the rest of the evening knitting. So - I'm off then. I mean, I love y'all, but there's just something about the way that yarn feels....mmmmmmm!
('scuse me, I need to go have a personal moment now!)