Today I wasn’t feeling a 100%. My head hurt and my body felt very shaky (likely the diabetes) but I was eating and being healthy.
Oh well. It was a day that I had so many little things to do. The List! I had to renew my license, phone the utilities company, the insurance company, do some banking, get groceries, pay for a car that my hubby bought (see next blog)…
Actually it goes on… but really who cares. We all have this list. Accomplishing my list was a bit more tedious dragging Josh around, with his “I can do it all by myself” attitude.
But the list I would have liked to have accomplished would have been something like this:
Finish my book, had a massage, found decorations for Thanksgiving and decorated the house, called a couple of friends, made muffins, went out for supper and I am in bed by 7:30 p.m.
Oh well there is always tomorrow! Drop off the boys, must go to thegym, get the groceries for Thanksgiving (last year I couldn’t find a turkey…), do laundry and put it away, work on decluttering and unpacking the boxes in the basement.
Thanksgiving is at our house. I am not sure if the rest of the family (Sanj’s family) cares about the day. But for me it is important to have these family moments so that MY children will have the memories and place importance on family and time together.
While I contemplate this, I have the battle of wanting a hallmark thanksgiving (if there is such a thing). For me that would mean HOURS in the kitchen, place settings for everyone with real plates…and all that stuff.
But in reality, unless a maid or a little Indian man appears rather soon, it will be paper plates. As much as I love the holidays, I like being a part of it too. Which means, why add to the dishes, with plates, cups and silverwear? What takes hours to prepare… is gobbled up in minutes, with the cousins waiting to be excused.
So … thankfully the dollar store has the “pretty” paper plates and dinner will be more enjoyable when there isn’t the long stance at the sink afterwards.
This is when I feel homeless. I wish my parents had a “home.” It is when I miss being part of a normal family. It is when I wish I knew that “going home for the holiday” feeling rather than my home being that for others.
Oh well… so back to my list…
Groceries for Thanksgiving dinner:
Turkey
Stuffing
Cranberries
Gravy Stuff
Potatoes
to be continued!