It’s Almost Here

It was so cloudy this morning, I didn’t wake until well after 9 o’clock. Even though I’d failed to turn on the waterbed heater yesterday morning, I was still nice and warm and I didn’t want to get up. Get up, I must, so I did.

Christmas Eve

I’d failed to shoot myself yesterday so I got it together and took care of it. I’m getting better at filling the syringe from the teeny tiny vial. I hope I don’t waste any more of them. That could get expensive when it already is.

A package was due to come in via UPS so I made a sign and put it on the door. It asked the driver to ring the doorbell. I got a little packet of goodies ready for him and had it on the bookcase by the door. I’d hoped to go to town today so I wasn’t sure if I’d be here when the man stopped by but I figured I’d give it to him late if I missed him today.

My “bending over” chores took so long, I didn’t eat breakfast until almost noon. I did a couple of loads of laundry, ran the dishwasher and generally took care of the things that I couldn’t do while standing up.

The UPS man was a bit earlier than I expected. He rang the doorbell and knocked, as well. When I went to the door, he was on his way back to his truck. I waved the bag of goodies at him (sesame crunch and chocolate) and he came back. I handed it to him with a cheery “Merry Christmas!” and he exclaimed, “It’s still warm!” I thought he was referring to the weather (it was 45°) so I agreed. He laughed and wanted to know if he could eat it all before he got home. I told him to eat what he wanted and share the rest.

Coming back in, I started mulling over whether to go to town or not. It wasn’t raining at the moment so I had myself talked into it. I opened the front door and it was coming down again and this time, the wind was blowing. ‘Twasn’t a fit day out for man nor beast so I came back inside and figured I’d just have to make do with what I had.

It was so nasty, I didn’t even want to go feed the critters (surprise, surprise). I’d just about decided to let them go hungry until tomorrow when their humans will be home. Old Softy decided otherwise. I pulled on my permanent coat, prayed my way through several attempts at getting it successfully zipped and went forth.

When I got to the back door, I realized I didn’t have the mask—again. Oh, well, I’d just cough my way through—again. The male baby had eaten all of his food but the females had some left. I gave all three some more, fed the Catz and came home.

My sisters’ preparations dwarf mine but I’m glad to have everything done that I do. This time of year is hard on grownups. I think I’ll go back to being a kid.

4 Responses to It’s Almost Here

  1. Lila December 24, 2014 at 9:24 pm #

    Maybe you’re the wisest sister of the three! Tradition can be a hard taskmaster.

    • Tommie December 24, 2014 at 9:39 pm #

      I loved tradition until it became more of a burden than a blessing.

  2. Mary Jane December 25, 2014 at 11:38 am #

    Maybe next year we’ll all just say “Bah, humbug!” Fat chance…

    • Tommie December 25, 2014 at 11:49 am #

      I say it every year. My actions don’t quite match.

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