I believe I’ve mention before that our usual habit is fighting my husband through October to not decorate for Christmas until after Halloween. Then having our decorations up from early November until early January. This used to be our normal until, well the great Christmas debacle.
One year, nobody had felt up to decorating until mid-December, but that also held true for putting away all the decorations. We simply didn’t get the tree down for um, well, at least three years. Probably four. But eventually it did come down.
Then in 2024 it was mid-December again before we got our decorations up but at least half the issue was our old tree really needed replaced and it took a bit to get a new one, and some more (i.e. working) lights. My daughter had everything back down within days after Christmas.
Okay, so no more keeping it up for years.
This past Christmas we actually managed something closer to our usual schedule and had the tree, and my Christmas village set up before Thanksgiving. I fully expected everything to come down before my husband’s birthday (early January).
The reality?
Let’s put it this way. I’ve had multiple conversations over the last few weeks discussing how long they are going to stay up this time.
When all the females in your household (in this case, just two) are in anyway under the weather, well, things slide.
I came down with what we are assuming is this nasty flu bug around my husband’s birthday. At some point I developed an ear infection to go along with it. Yes, I got antibiotics but those could do nothing for the flu. So, I was still coughing, and my nose was still running.
During this time my dear daughter was either experiencing a fibromyalgia flair or coming down with a cold of her own. When her throat started to get really sore and scratchy she went to the quick care. What none of us expected was the doctor telling her that she had strep.
So, not only do we have that nasty flu spreading through the household, but now we have to worry about strep making the rounds. Oh fun.
Then this last weekend, with me still sick, though getting a bit better, my daughter added to her misery by starting her period and getting the accompanying migraine. Needless to say, neither one of us was up to our weekly grocery shopping trip.
Being in slightly better shape, I finally managed a small trip on Monday.
Last night we realized my excursion wasn’t as well executed as we had thought. In that we had overlooked the fact that we were completely out of a fresh garlic, and our planned meal requires fresh garlic. Nobody is going to the store just for garlic so we’re going to have manage with powdered garlic, which we do have.
But that’s not the only thing we discovered. I wiped out our supply of onions, bell peppers, zucchini, and both sweet and russet potatoes. This means that the stew we’d also planned on making this week will not be made this week, because we do not have the vegetables to make it.
But that’s not even the only issue we’ve run into this week.
Monday night I realized that my lower back ached enough that I could not straighten up when walking. But for some reason I didn’t realize why it was hurting until the next time I went to the bathroom and noticed how dark my output was.
Apparently, while I’ve been coughing and constantly blowing my nose, I have not been drinking enough water. Yes, I now have an appointment this morning to address my apparent bladder infection. So, round two of antibiotics. I am already expecting to address the inevitable yeast infection that always occurs after multiple rounds of antibiotics, close together.
On the plus side, my nose seems to have finally dried up.
But all this means that between my daughter and I, neither one of us has felt like addressing the decorations in our living room, which now has my son speculating on how many years they will stay up this time.
Fair assumption under the circumstances.
I’m hoping one, or both of us, will have the energy to accomplish that task before the month is over, but after the month we’ve had so far, I’m not holding my breath.
And if this disastrous start to the new year wasn’t bad enough, yesterday, both our dishwasher and our washer were giving us fits. So, we are facing the expense of either repairing or replacing one or both of them. At this point I would not be surprised if our older dryer or stove joined the revolt.
Hopefully things get better instead of worse.
Smile. Make the day a brighter day.
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