Still, Still, Still…

After completing 30 days in a row of blogging, I’ve been sorry to be too busy to post for the last couple of days.

Saturday evening was dedicated to decorating the house. Rather sad with Oldest Sister so far away – we’ve never begun the season without her before. But there was still fun to be had…

Middle Sister worked on the tree while The Boy took a short breather from shooting her with rubber bands.

Mary apparently got fed up with parenthood and abandoned Joseph and the baby Jesus…we can’t find her anywhere. This year a snowman is standing in as a surrogate mother.

Sunday was spent at work all morning and evening, with a long lunch with the Mother-in Law in between.

Yesterday The Husband and I made a last-minute decision to drive 2 1/2 hours for The Boy’s university Christmas concert. Sort of a celebration of The Husband earning his CDL and filling out the reams of paperwork required for his first choice potential employer.

Today our weather in this part of the world is warm enough for an afternoon walk, and now a quiet, peaceful evening stretches ahead of me. The Boy is back at school, Middle Sister has class until late this evening, and The Husband is coming down with something and so is currently germing up our bed as he naps. On my agenda: mac and cheese, Christmas music, knitting, and Netflix.

It’s my favorite kind of evening, so I can’t really complain. But truly, everything just feels a little hollow. What’s Christmas without a house full of noise and joking, baking, singing, secrets, and surprises? Or maybe, looking on the bright side, this oddly quiet beginning to the season will make the time when everyone’s home in a couple of weeks even more special? Hoping…

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