The Christmas tree is up and the decorations are all, well mostly, unpacked. I even busted out long-lost, slightly melted Christmas candles that made it through several moves, only to finally be lit by one slightly pyro 11-year-old with entirely too much glee.
Last year we weren’t much in the mood to decorate, so we put up the tree with just the lights. This year, in spite of being off our game and still trying to find our groove, we’ve broken out the whole sha-bang! I’ve even begun putting up the banister lights out back (front?) so as to “out-do” that giant house across the way.
I may need to buy some more lights?!
I’ve gone so far as to look into hooks for the roof for this coming year so I don’t fall off while I’m up there – pain hurts! A two-story drop would make me a bit grouchy and I’ve got some serious one-upping to do!
As for the sewing room redo… yeah, that’s been put on hold. The second-born has been working on some pretty good drawings and he wanted a drafting table to assist in this. We looked up some free plans and came up with a good table!
Can we say “wood shop”! Darn homeschoolers – always making it a learning moment.
Ok, so it won’t win any awards, but for the kids first attempt at woodworking – it’s not too shabby! We learned several good lessons. First being, check mom’s measurements – she’s sort of a flake!
As for my room, it will have to wait until after the holidays. I’m swamped. Not so much with things to do, just with thoughts and thinkings and wonderings. Don’t roll your eyes – that can be exhausting!
Besides, I’ve been cooking. I know – it’s scary! Which seems to take an annoying amount of time? I’ve even been cooking *well*. I know – even scarier! Which takes even *more* time.
Being able to afford real food AND watch some t.v. while I’m cooking is working out nicely for the family. Not to mention a timer that tells me when the food hits the right temp. I can go downstairs to make sure the second-born doesn’t cut his arm off with the saw or watch the fourth-born play with the candle wax and still not burn the food. It’s like magic!
We’re finding our places, a soccer game, a Christmas song, a first fireplace lighting, a youth group meeting, and a crisp, cold morning at time.
Until we’re fully grooving, I’ll be over here, getting wax out of the carpeting….