Merry Christmas! DIY
I’ve just finished putting together the kid’s train table, thanks grammy and grandpa! But I’m too tired to deal with track. Rats. I put it together in his bedroom while he slept, and he didn’t so much as sigh. There’s one advantage to being single: you don’t have to argue with anyone on how to assemble the presents. Put together his bike the other day, too — thanks, mami et dadi!
And I got to eat all of Santa’s cookies and drink his (lowfat) eggnog. I didn’t have to share. They were all my favorite cookies. And since there was never any question of being able to sleep in — the ex never was one to volunteer without a major grumble — it’s not like I’m missing anything tomorrow, ecxept a few hours of sleep. If I can keep this nasty cold from turning into a nasty virus, it’s going to be a very merry Christmas for us tomorrow. Besides, it’s that kind of cold that gives me Super Sexy Voice.
I still miss the idea of the nuclear family; I wish we would all be together tomorrow. The ex said something about reading or watching movies tomorrow. At least we can look forward to a steady stream of friends and family tomorrow… I have no adequate words to describe how good it feels to be loved.
No phone calls.
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4 opinions for Merry Christmas! DIY
Hsien Lei
Dec 25, 2006 at 7:42 am
Merry Christmas! I have no trouble assembling stuff but getting the toy out of the packaging? I have scars to show.
christina
Dec 27, 2006 at 11:14 am
Hi, Hsien, I hope you had a wonderful holiday.
We didn’t buy anything that comes in blister packs… well, maybe there was one thng, but I took it out weeks ago and repackaged it! LOL
angel
Dec 30, 2006 at 1:43 pm
i hope you had a lovely christmas- it sounds like it was fabulously peaceful! i spent mine with my family (luckily they live close by) and like you i don’t have to share anything at home or argue about how things work!
christina
Dec 30, 2006 at 2:19 pm
LOL Angel, Actually, I seem to be arguing with the King of Everything about EVERYTHING. no matter what I do or say, he’s got an opinion, and it’s usually a) in direct opposition to mine and b)wrong.
sigh. three year olds. Can’t live with them, can’t duct tape them to the wall.
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