KattyWilly

Being sick is not fun.  I’ve convinced myself that I’m allergic to all the bins from the attic of half put away holiday decorations strewn all over the house.  I’m going to get it all put into the bins and at the least out to the garage.

I’d open all the windows and let in the freash air, but, maybe I’m allergic to all the leaves out in the yard Lindsey raked into huge piles yesterday.  After I get all the holiday decorations put away I’ll go bag all those leaves and then I can open up the windows.

Or maybe I’ll just go back to bed and hope the Holiday decoration putting away fairies will come and do some magic while I’m sleeping 🙂

Dave talks about people being their stories. 

“Could it be that our purpose is to tell a story, and that the better lived a life is, the better the story that survives after you’re gone?“

I think about this frequently.  I think that subconsciously I wish so much that I was a better story teller than I am.  I feel the need to tell Cindy’s stories.

I’m sick.  I’ve got some sort of sinus thing going on and it’s sinking down into my chest now.  This is the first time that I can remember being this sick as a single parent.  The girls don’t stop just because I don’t feel well.  I spent yesterday and today at the rink watching the girls skate.  I look forward to this time off from work so I can do just that spend some time with the girls doing the things they like to do.  Instead I’m in bed and they are stuck watching tee vee.

“Cuz things could be better, cuz things could be worse
Cuz life can be charmed and cursed
There’s fast, slow and stall, no reverse

There’s nothing wrong with you
The simple life gets complicated
There’s nothing you can do, just enjoy the view be glad you made it”

Simple Life

“And I’m thinking, I wish I could be
Alone but not lonely“

Alone But Not Lonely

I really like the songs of Mary Chapin Carpenter.  You’ve got to like someone who titles an album Time * Sex * Love *.

I don’t have a car alarm, and I wish I had the time.

And speaking of calendars, my main calendar which hangs in the kitchen is the only one I could find that had big enough spaces to write who and what and where we are each day.  If it wasn’t for that calendar, and all the little bits of paper in my pockets, I would lose my mind, and probably the kids too.

We used to always get a Georgia O’Keefe calendar, so this year I bought a little one.  Need to find a nice place for it.  After I dig out from under all the boxes of decorations.

Today I spent much of the day trying to put away all the Christmas decorations. We always put everything up the weekend after Thanksgiving, and then took it all down the weekend after Christmas. I think it’s going to take me longer than a weekend. I had to take a break and rake leaves for a while in the middle. Fall is really here and the two big oaks out front are losing all their leaves.

This year was not as hard as last year. Until I started trying to put everything away. There are so many things that were gifts to Cindy. She collected Snowmen (and snow women) and we tried to keep the boxes for packing them away. Many of those boxes have the gift tags so we knew who they were from. Somehow seeing all those tags To: Cindy with love from “someone who loved Cindy” hit me unexpectedly. I only got as far as getting everything off the tree so I could get it out for the garbage man.

This year has been better than last. We had some fun this year. I was looking forward to Christmas morning to see what the girls thought of the surprise gifts I got them. I got some surprise gifts too. I think we had a good time. I enjoyed it more this year. I hope it continues to get better. I still miss her desperately. But I don’t feel the loss continuously now. I look forward to the day when the loss is even more infrequent and the happy memories start fill that place.

Referer watching tonight.  Seems like folks are still looking for “Merry Christmas From Heaven“, last year I could barely make it through reading that.  There are a bunch of people looking for pictures of Joe Namath’s kissing interest, Suzy.  And someone is looking for car accident photos. 

My Czech friends try to teach me some of the Czech idioms, slang and sayings, which of course means that I have to explain the American idioms to them.  This site will hopefully help me do that.  I amazed at how hard it is for me to explain some of them.

Over the river and through the woods, we are at Grandmother’s house today.

Some photos from this morning. It was a happy morning.