Tuesday, December 22, 2015

December 22, 2015



I am not my mother.  I did not clean up after the party and therefore awoke to a messy kitchen.  This house has not been moved into yet…yes, things are out (some, many things are still in boxes and I plan on getting rid of even more stuff), but it is a way-too-huge empty place without much feeling.  A TERRIFIC thing, however, is that it has been quite rainy and cloudy since we moved here, which is fabulous.
 
The goal today was to see a client and then get the kids, but the client has been relocated, which is very good thing, so all that left was shopping which I despise.  I don’t like shopping, anyway, and having waited until 2 days before Christmas makes it 235% worse.  Today I was experiencing the Hipsmas version of depression.  Family reunions like this are incredible and I am so thrilled that I get to do this 2 times a year.  For this, alone, I wish that I liked living in CA.


WHAT on EARTH does one get kids who don’t need anything and were very vague on what they want (Boy: “nothing” (he wants a dirt bike for his birthday); Girl: winter clothes (I have no idea what she likes), gift cards, xbox 360 and a small tv (hell, no).  The main theme this year is comfort and sleep – robes for the kids that are super soft, and slippers for all of us.  It’s the thought that counts, right?
 
I came home to wrap and watched the first episode of American Horror Story and then started the second one until the multiple stabbing scene.  I went through my Nightmare on Elm Street phase when I was 17 and I see no reason why I need to subject myself to this mess again, so I switched it to my Office folks where Dwight kept me company.



 
I’m feeling a lot of fear about moving to Switzerland.  Things like this past weekend are the wonderful things that I would miss so much.  This is why I told everyone about my plans to move, so when this feeling popped up, I would still feel responsible for moving.  I printed the kids an announcements about their Swiss citizenships.  I know it won’t mean too much to them, but I hope it makes a difference.

Pictures: Hipsmas version of the Hipnic car pass;  The funny  rated x fortune cookie from the fortune cookie factory; Folsom tagging; Beautiful sunset and too damn much Christmas traffic: A new creek after much-needed rain;

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