I haven’t managed to spin myself right off the planet, but it isn’t for lack of effort. It’s ironic, really. I don’t handle crowds well at all, and yet seem to attract people with great regularity. So I have an even dozen coming for Thanksgiving dinner, and I’m ready to pull my hair out. Not that the housecleaning isn’t proceeding apace; it is. Most of the cooking is done, and one of the people attending was even kind enough to volunteer her freezer when mine began to overflow.
But still. Including those who inhabit regularly, our house will have 6 bodies sleeping in it tonight, with the potential for another 4 to come over just to spend the evening. And then there’s the morning flurry, with dinner moved up to noon so that my aunt and uncle can get home to Cleveland tomorrow evening. I’d counted on having Thursday for finishing touches, and it’s just not going to happen. Oh, well. Having Don and Judy is much more important than qualifying for House Beautiful – a thing Judy excells at, and I will never manage.
I still have to get ice cream, and find a place for it in the freezer. I have to pick up a guest who doesn’t drive, and then my son.
Next week I have to finish a form that would have been done today but for a hungry computer. I’m sure it’s in here somewhere, but I can’t find it and ran out of patience to try. Then there’s damage control on the latest id theft ring. It hit the news yesterday, and the local Republican Party Chairman did not permit the growth of any moss upon his response. So there will be damage control to accomplish on that as well. Life busy? Well, just so one might notice. I am so ready for a long weekend!
And oh yes, I need to remember to breathe. Most doctors recommend it for their oxygen-metabolizing patients, I believe.
Chag…Sameach?