Gads I'm tired. I sure am glad we had Christmas Dinner on Sunday. I really don't know how on earth we used to tolerate having Christmas the old way. Everybody waking up and doing their own thing at their house, then having to get all cleaned up and dressed to the hilt, then go to different houses and swap gifts. Then everybody goes back home, cooks for hours and then has to load everything up and meet at one particular house for Christmas Dinner. So much rushing around.
I think I'd drop dead if I had to do that today. Don't get me wrong, I miss those days, and my loved ones, but I'm grateful for a simpler day today. Now if I could just find the energy to do the laundry and set out the stuff I need for work tomorrow, I'd be doing good.
