Funny when older kids look at younger kids to ask: Was I like that?
My reply: Yes, you were exactly like that (and I enjoy every memory of it)
Today is the big family Christmas dinner. Watched kids open presents. Mom keeps falling asleep. Catch up with family not on social media. Good day. Mom's health is declining and we just put her in long term skilled care. But she has a friend there happy to see her again. They lived in the senior living apartments my Mom moved into after Dad died. Not all bad.
Wow, I come home and roommate announces China is planning to invade the USA. Um, ok, I figured out why my icicle lights went out, the extension cord fell down. Roommate points out I'm not too concerned about China murdering us with bombs. Grab zip ties to tie the extension cord to the drain pipe to keep it from disconnecting from the lights. Come back inside to explain, no I am not concerned about China Invading and building a bunker is my back yard. 1, China is in Asia so would invade the coast first and invade a thousand miles to get to us. 2, USA government is handing out extra weapons to other countries, hence we have enough weapons to defend the country. Roommate then tells his girlfriend to tell her schizo dad to stop sending youtube videos. OK, at least he saw my point.
Once I came home, roommate asked when the bicycle I ordered was coming. Per tracking number, due on the day after Christmas. Roommate called their Dad to wish them a Merry Christmas. They have an interview the day after Christmas and so happy. Then they signed for a food delivery service since the bike is on the way. He got hired on and so happy he was shouting and crying. He is so grateful I got him a bike for Christmas. Now have to get him a new phone. That will have to wait for new job causing all my money this month has to pay bills and mortgage. Have to get a few groceries and batteries tomorrow. I am out of sugar and eggs. Sure there are substitutes for ingredients, but they aren't as good.
I realized this is the first Christmas since 2005 (Precious arrived in 2006) I have not had a pet to write a version of Night Before Christmas from their point of view witnessing Santa's arrival (no more Santa Trap stories cause those were ferret stories). I haven't written a Christmas letter for this year. Let's see, declared bankruptcy, worked a job for 3 weeks before forced to quit, moved from night auditor to supervisor at the hotel, and finally found a new job that starts after the New Year. I think I will skip that this year too. Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas.
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