Christmas was a bit of a whirlwind this year. All of the merriment was jammed into two days, when I’m used to it being spread over 4 or 5. But we made it through – and now I have some extra free time to just hang out and do nothing and not feel one ounce of guilt over it.
I was showered with some wonderful, thoughtful, beautiful gifts. However I do have a tiny confession to make: to those of you who delivered my gifts before Christmas day, though I promised to wait, I actually tore off the paper the instant you were out of sight. It’s a sickness – I can’t help myself. Though I do apologize.
And now, I am lounging with my coffee in my housecoat, enjoying the sun streaming through the window. I miss having white Christmasses, but if I can’t have snow, the crisp sunshine is a nice substitute.
Even without any mistletoe kisses this year, I didn’t feel any less full of the joy & love of the season, and I hope all of you had at least a little of that in your own lives this past weekend.