Got up and made breakfast (well, got up and threw some awesome Black Forest bacon in the oven, and then made eggs and toast once the coffee hit the bloodstream...heaven!) which was an unusual and welcome diversion from the normal Sunday morning rush to spinning class. Took the dogger for a long walk, and then ran some errands on foot, doing Christmas shopping for the niece and nephew in the neighborhood without having to deal with finding a parking space. Came home, made a vat of chili and did two metric tons of laundry. Filled birdfeeders! Chatted with a neighbor as his dog chased mine happily around the yard! Spent the day barefaced and slipper-shod!
It was lovely.
And made even lovelier for the snow that's fallen around the area. I have to say that I'll take snow over cold rain, even over frigid sunshine. Using it as an excuse to eschew the car, and spend time outside and puttering inside was perhaps the best holiday gift I could give myself. Too many of these days in a row, and yeah, I'd probably go stir-crazy.
(But really, I'd love the challenge of three or four in a row... C'mon Mother Nature, help a girl out!)
The holidays are rough and for musicians; it's usually non-stop, with performances and church services and rehearsals right up until Christmas Day. I'm grateful that I had those experiences, but am even more grateful to be able to choose whether to participate or not. Sending stamina and virtual Vitamin C to everyone who's singing their faces off this month!
|(someone is unimpressed with my crafting skillz.)|