This was a weekend of surprises – some good, others… not so. My decorating is moving at a snail’s pace, and I had set Saturday aside to really pull things together. I began with my living room mantle, which doesn’t require a lot. I just assemble greens across the expanse, and then I add pine cones, berries, and flowers. The little white lights get interspersed, and sometimes I add red balls. The wreath on the wall above requires help, but it’s a ten-second job. In the middle of futzing with the greens, the phone rang, and I forgot to carry it with me. So, I made my way across to the den, checked the ID, and saw it was my daughter. I sat down to return the call, and I ended up talking for a long time. Despite the fact that we talk nearly every day, I still find more to discuss. Surprise! I couldn’t get back to the mantle – I got so weak. Not one to be daunted, I sat and went through the other bins to see what needed to be done. I realized that most of them contained items for other rooms, and I gave up. My next surprise was seeing myself do that. I never quit, but I did this time.
Then I realized that the equipment I purchased at Michael’s to complete my cards was going to be useless. My one (almost) working hand would have difficulty, and it was frustrating me. The cards should have been finished and ready for mailing, but I couldn’t get them finished in the way I had planned. Surprise! I would have to re-work those plans, and go with something much simpler. I even suggested we just send regular store-bought cards this year. Then it was my husband’s turn to be surprised!
Then yesterday morning, I was awakened by the phone. My husband was in the shower, so I answered. It was my son who has season tickets for football, and he was at his tailgate party. (At 7:15??) He wanted to let us know he was going to be on TV, and we must watch. I flipped on the TV, and there he was explaining how beer and whiskey keep them warm. Seriously? What a proud mama moment – not!!
Then we listened to the weather forecast predicting that we’d get a dusting of snow then some sleet, then rain. It would start around 1:00, so we’d have time to go to church, run to my mom’s, and get food for dinner. Surprise!! It was snowing heavily when we left church at 11:30, and we decided to go straight home. And that little “dusting” turned into ten inches!! The overnight rain got rid of a great deal, but it’s still white outside.
So my weekend turned into one full of surprises, and I realized that I just don’t bend with them the way I used to. My spontaneity has vanished. My joie de vivre has been evaporated. And I’m turning into an old crabapple. That in itself surprises me. So, my work today is: 1. To get over this poor attitude. 2. To work on getting the decorating finished by Friday. 3. To get a card completed, even though it won’t be what I had planned. And 4. To just try and be happy, no matter what the Fates may throw at me!