Friday, November 27, 2015
The beauty of using the nice china, I explained to Quarta, is that Mom doesn't trust anyone else to wash it, so the kids don't have to worry about doing the dishes. The beauty of me knocking myself out cooking an insane amount of food on Thanksgiving, is that the rest of the family will find leftovers and not expect me to cook for the next several days. I really wonder if I can make it last until next Thursday? That would be a lovely vacation indeed. We had a fairly quiet Thanksgiving, highlighted by a nice call from Daniel in North Carolina.
I used to think I would enjoy Black Friday shopping, when the kids were little, until I discovered how shoddy and manipulative the Black Friday deals are, and how much I dislike crowded and noisy shopping centers. So for today and tomorrow, I am living the introvert's dream. I am eating leftovers, listening to audiobooks or music of my own choosing or nothing at all, and attempting to quilt.
first clue was released, I decided to take some positive steps toward organization. Because as we all know, you have to be organized before attempting any serious endeavor, like the conquest of Gaul or a holiday-season quilt project. This is the state of my sewing area, more or less. My goal is to finish Grand Illusion, and take modest steps toward organizing the scrap mountain into pre-cut squares, bricks and strips, and take baby-steps toward Allietare.
Just returned from the Christmas Tree lighting, where Tertia and other school choir kids sang. It was clear and cold this year. Now for some turkey soup and a little stash organization.