Good morning, world. Did you survive Christmas…or as most of the world calls it, Monday? Today is what Canada, the UK, and a few other parts of the world call “Boxing Day”. We don’t really celebrate that here, at least not in the same way. We use the day to recuperate and, perhaps venture out to return things that didn’t fit or were the wrong “thing”. (thankfully we won’t be participating in that ritual today!)
I did, but just barely. My youngest, who has never, EVER woken us up early to do gifts on Christmas, ceremoniously barged into our room precisely at 7am.
“Wake up, wake up, it’s Christmas! Santa was here! Wake up, wake up!!”
I shot up from my pillow as though I’d been struck by lightning. It took me a minute to realize what was going on, especially given that I felt like I’d just gone to sleep a minute ago (actually I climbed into bed at 2am). But that’s how my day started, and although I was still very tired, I was glad she was excited enough to wake us up.
The rest of the day was spent unwrapping, cleaning, cooking, and talking with family. I fell asleep on the couch at 10:30, went up to my bed at 11, and didn’t hear a single thing until 7:30 this morning. I’m still tired. It was a nice holiday, and today my feet will hopefully recover as I switch gears from Christmas to Las Vegas! As I look around, taking inventory of everything that needs accomplished before I leave, I find myself wondering why in the hell I thought this was going to be a good idea. I have so much to do, and I go back to work next week!
I don’t know when Duran Duran and/or Duranies are leaving for Las Vegas, but I will drive in to Vegas on Thursday morning. Today is Tuesday, and I think this is my recovery day in between events. I’m gonna need to find some energy between now and when I arrive in Las Vegas on Thursday, that is for sure.
So, today will be spent getting some much needed writing done. I also need to get real about my wardrobe. Much to my dismay, flannels and slippers are probably not appropriate attire for a New Years weekend concert. I’m also going to need to deal with my hair color. The list goes on.
I think I’m also going to play with my new coffee maker, which came with some sort of crazy milk frother attachment, take a nap, and play some Mario Kart with my youngest.
One thing I am not doing today though, is cooking. That’s probably going to be a shock to a few people around here, but they can figure out how to use the microwave for once. Mama is done!
Happy Boxing Day, everyone!