Two weeks until Christmas, and here is the short list of what I have not yet done: baked, decorated, wrapped gifts or mailed cards. What on earth, you might ask, have you been doing, Nadja? Good question. It deserves an answer.
I've been making stuff. I am finally down to one sleeve seam and three buttons to complete Una's sweater. I have a pair of long soakers knitted up for Gemma, but they were curling too much to sew up, so I blocked them yesterday. I made a few more gifts and ornaments, and I have written out and addressed the first of my cards this morning. Why does it take so much time to get so little done? I think it must have something to do with all these little people who keep interrupting my various activities with demands for food and attention.
I need to be very efficient and to try to squeeze in an extra hour early in the morning and late in the evening so that I can get everything done in the next seven days. I am hoping to spend at least the last week of Advent doing things with the kids. Baking up all the frozen cookie dough, making ornaments and cards for neighbors, watching movies and reading stories. And drinking lots and lots of hot cocoa!
Every year I aim for The Perfect Advent--or at least something more akin to Marilyn's Advent with her family. And every year I get lost in the same blizzard of activity. And every year I say, "I will do better next year."
One thing I am doing this morning is looking at the Crafty Crow for some easy crafts the kids can do. For the last couple of days they have been taking advantage of my busyness and talking me into videos and computer games when schoolwork is done. I know that Una at least has been wanting to "make something". The boys would rather whine for videos and computer games, but maybe I can get them doing something more constructive for an hour or so today.
My sister has just moved into her new home. It's only 15 minutes away, but after having her only a minute away for the last 7 years, it seems far. We are supposed to build on the property adjoining hers, but have to get this place fixed up and sold before we can afford to build. Sometimes it seems like it will never happen, but I am looking forward to it, whenever it finally does happen.
Please say an Ave for my dad, who is going through a particularly rough spot right now.
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