Merry Christmas

Sad day. My sister's mother-in law died this morning. And I am going to their house after work to deliver presents. Then visit our Mom.

Sister's mother-in-law I met at their celebrations. She was nice lady who never met a pet she didn't like. Every birthday she brought presents for both kids so the other didn't get jealous of the one having the birthday.

Brother and sister didn't feel like entertaining today and wanted to be alone. Well, I had presents to deliver for niece and nephew so stopped by after work in the afternoon. No grand dinner and sister bought treats from the grocery store. We ate pancakes cause niece wanted pancakes for breakfast, but sister hadn't made them yet. Niece liked her present, but nephew was working at a move theater. Hugged the family in condolences of the lost stepmother of my brother-in-law. Brother-in-law said she was sick for a while so not unexpected.

Then visited my Mom at the nursing home. Played Christmas music for her. She talked nonstop but could barely hear her soft voice. Then the nurse came by to walk her to dinner so I left. She ate with 3 other residents so family doesn't have to babysit her eating to make sure she doesn't choke.

Then went home. Baked a cherry pie the roommates got with food stamps. Apparently they couldn't cook it themselves all day being drunk and high. No food delivery cause the bike chain needs oil and roommate needs to get back into shape to ride it everywhere delivering food.

Feel disappointed. I couldn't get more treats made and deliver them to the chiropractor and mechanic like I usually do at Christmas. I didn't have money or time to make gingerbread men or sugar cookies I usually make. I didn't even buy Christmas presents, just some candy to put in our stockings. Everyone else got merchandise I couldn't sell. Waiting to change jobs is pushing on my patience. Driving the shuttle this week at 4:30 AM to take a flight crew to the airport. I need the tips and management needs to cut hours. I'm like, do they realize I make more than shuttle drivers? They got the other supervisor driving the shuttle too. That is one thing I won't miss leaving this job. I pray I don't return. I can't afford to stay here, I need more income with my mortgage going up $200 a month. That really hurts my finances paying 54% of my net pay to my mortgage. And can't sell the house and move into an apartment cause rent anywhere is higher than my mortgage payment. I share these feelings and get told to get over myself cause Christmas is about Christ not me. OK, then. Have yourself a merry litle Christmas.