Well, in T minus 10.5 hours, I am back to work. It has felt like a long break, so that is good. Lots of time to putter and visit and relax. recharge my brain and my mind.
The holidays started with me taking an earned day off so I could do the airport runs for the boys. That bad boy took me 30 hours of weekend extra curricular to earn (mostly volleyball), but it was worth it. I could take care of things around here without that panicky stress of having to still work.
I had short but sweet visits with my boys. DS1 was home and away during his time. DS2 was home for less than 3 days. It's tough to fit all the bonding in that I wanted, but I have to appreciate what I have, and each moment. Miss them already.
Christmas groceries did not break me this year. In September, I started tucking $20 a week out of my grocery budget into a jar for Christmas groceries. There was a nice little nest egg in there to buy the extra things we needed/wanted for when the boys came home. I am definitely doing that again.
I got a fair bit of cleaning, decluttering and sorting off my to do list. I bought new dishes, put down contact paper over the old cupboard bases, got rid of four big bags of 'why are we keeping this'. Would anyone notice but me? probably not, but as usual, the house felt lighter as I took the bags out.
I always try to do a 'one in / one out' at Christmas to balance the new gifts and keep the house from getting fuller. With two of the gifts being trips and the boys taking back with them most of what they were given, I definitely took more out of the house than came in.
On the morning of the 31st, mom and I headed to the city for my next infusion of my Colitis biologic. The nurse there said that out of all the people who come to her clinic for that particular med, I am the only one not getting relief. I don't like being that kind of special. I had a long talk with my colon and spent lots of moments visualizing the medicine healing. Can't hurt to try.
On New Year's Eve, DH and I went to a Senior hockey game here in town. I honestly haven't been to one in years. It was something different to do, and got me out of the house and not 'thinking' for New Year's Eve. We were home before 10 and watched the second part of the Hunger Games series "Catching Fire". I had seen it before, but DH had not. I was in bed before midnight.
New Year's Day was just me for most of it. DH went ice fishing by 8 AM. I got up and enjoyed a leisurely cup of coffee before planning my day. I wanted to get a ton of things done around the house before going to my parents by 4:30 for NY Day supper. And I did. I went on the treadmill a couple times, I went through 2015 bills, and sorted and shredded and got the folder ready for 2016. I cleaned and did laundry, including the bedding from when the boys were home. I wrote a letter to my great uncle, who turns 98 in three weeks. Need to mail that this week. I coloured my hair. I scratched my lottery tickets while enjoying another cup of coffee and some HGTV. I read some from the Colitis book I got from library, seeing if I could find any recipes that would work for me.
For supper, Sister 1 and 2 were there with some of their children (and their children). I played ministicks and some old school Mario with the 5 and almost 3 year old. We had prime rib, baked potatoes, garlic toast, stuffed mushrooms and salads for supper. It was delicious. In lieu of dessert (mom's home made pies), I took her dog for a walk in the unseasonably warm temps for January in Canada.
Over the holidays I have spent about 20 hours at school, marking and cleaning and planning. It is never enough. never.
I hope that I can maintain my energy and motivation as I start work tomorrow morning. I don't want to go back to that exhausted, come home and do nothing, all the time.
My vehicle is washed. Groceries are bought so that I have things for lunch each day. Laundry is done. Sleeping in past 7 is over. Let the games begin :-)