So. I’m alive and well.
Previously I was:
Alive and in the midst of a legal battle
Alive and not so well
Alive and well but not, uh…. festive.
And NOW. Without an invitation, a prayer session, a huge gathering of all mental reserves…. simply, UNBIDDEN…. The Christmas Fairy arrived. And took my place. She does, in fact, often wear boots.
The kids and I picked out a tree together for the first time. It’s darling. Fraser fir, 5′ tall, and $20. YAY!
I’m watching stupid hallmark movies that are romantic and Christmas themed and not swearing out loud at them. Or even silently.
I am NOT changing the radio station whenever something Christmas-y comes on.
I’m wrapping gifts and making gifts and loving the unexpected Christmas blessing that if there’s an open contempt of court case waiting to come down on Claude at any point…. he pays everything on time! Early, even!
(I totally should have sued his butt last year when he was starving us! And bragging to me about the great deals he got on new furniture!)
Anyway. Life is good. I don’t know why. The finances are a very small part of it. It’s not that I have the kids for CHristmas. I don’t. It’s not that I’m somehow on fantastic terms with all friends and family and haven’t made lots of people edgy lately. Because that’s not ever gonna happen. Not with my big mouth.
I think it’s just that it’s TIME.
Things are okay. Life is making sense again. I’m not gasping for breath. Figuratively.
The other day I actually looked at the laundry room and decided it should be CLEANED and ORGANIZED.
In shock, I described the Laundry Room Epiphany and asked my mother, “How long has it been since I have had a thought like THAT?”
“Yes. It’s been a long time,” she agreed.
AND THEN I DID IT. I kinda like my laundry room now!
I can’t write more tonight. I need to do several errands and then i have Fairy tasks.
I just wanted to say hello. I haven’t forgotten you. I’m pretty much okay and back, and I sincerely hope y’all are all well also.