I've been transitioning hard between holidays today...not as hard as those hardy souls who got up in the wee hours and headed out to shop Black Friday sales, but still.
I tidied up the house a little, made turkey corn chowder from, you guessed it, leftovers, took down all my fall decorations, and did not get my tree up.
That was on my to-do list, but it did not get to-done.
There was more to the un-decorating for fall than I anticipated, such as a lot of leaves that needed to be raked away from the house.
After the hubs got home from work, we had some of that chowder, then took off on a Rural King run to stock up on dog food, bird seed, chicken feed, sweet feed. Gotta keep the critters happy, ya know.
We bought a few Christmas gifts, too.
It took me a while to get in the zone. Don't you just hate walking into a big store like Rural King or Walmart, and every single thought you had about what you'd buy flees from your head and leaves you feeling a bit, uhh, vacant?
Yep, that's me. Even with a shopping list.
Christmas shopping makes my gut tighten. It makes me long to be snowed in so I'd have a good excuse not to do it.
But tonight I managed to focus long enough to knock a few things off my list; therefore, I'm feeling a bit accomplished.
Now, if the rain will hold off long enough tomorrow to get my tree out of the storage building, I'll be making real progress--assuming I get it up.
Maybe that will keep the "bah-humbugs" at bay.
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