It’s the day before Christmas Eve, and I have to say that I feel like I am finally getting into the spirit. Sure, there’s still a level of stress and craziness as I try to juggle everything to do and everyone we have to catch up with. Also, both my daughter and husband have come down with this wicked cold, so I am doing all I can to rally my immune system so I don’t go down as well. I really thought we’d get a pass on being sick for Christmas this year, after the debacle that was last year, when we all came down with a throw-up bug on Christmas Eve. THAT was fun. If I have to pick, I’d much rather have a sniffle and a cough than that. Although not being sick at all would be, like, the best gift ever. I’m putting out extra cookies and milk for Santa in the hopes he’ll deliver.
Meanwhile, last night I had two of my best girlfriends over for pigs in a blanket (tofu pups for Dana) spinach dip, pizza, wine and Love Actually. It was just what I needed to mark what I decided was the official beginning of my vacation. When you are self employed, and in the midst of a tricky novel, it’s REALLY hard to just stop working, even when you know you should. And I should, because my house is so incredibly messy, and none of my gifts are wrapped, and I’m totally exhausted and surrounded by sick folk. Plus, holidays are supposed to be relaxing, right? Please say yes. Anyway, so after having two great work days in my new office—which is so great, I can’t even tell you—I’m stepping back. Clocking out until at least next week, and hopefully the new year. It will be good for me, and hopefully for the book as well.
I know it will be good for my house and the clutter that is piled up everywhere. I’m about to grab a garbage bag, put my hair in a ponytail, and get down to it. But before I do, I just want to wish all of you, wherever you are and whatever you happen to believe in, the happiest and healthiest of holidays. It’s been a crazy year, busy and fun and stressful (at times) but I would not change a thing. I’m so grateful for all your support, for the fact that you don’t judge me too harshly for watching so much TV (hello, Jersey Shore!) and that you read this silly blog so faithfully. You are my co-workers, in a lot of ways, the folks around my water cooler, who make those sort of lonely work days so much more fun. Thank you for that. It means more than you know.
Okay, off to clean. Maybe I’ll chug down an Emergen-C first, though…..