I cannot take one more day of merrymaking.
Today we got back from the Berkshires and not a moment too soon. We had a great time and the kids loved playing with their cousins but I am so happy to be home in my own bed with my happy dogs snoring by my side.
David has been sick the last few days. Is my husband the only man that needs to be reminded to take Motrin when he is sick? He'll tell me all about how awful he feels and I'll ask, "Did you take some Motrin?" and I swear to you each time it is a fresh concept. "No, I haven't. Do you have some? Can you get it for me?"
I think he's starting to feel better since he was just asking me all kinds of questions. "Who are the Kardashian's? How did they get rich? Why do they have their own show?"
Why he thinks I have these answers is a mystery. I sent him off to google, the answer to all of life's questions.
So anyway, now I am home and Christmas must be dealt with. I determined to put everything away in a calm and organized fashion. I will not get bored and start throwing things in boxes because I cannot stand the tedium of putting it away. Probably.
I am spending some time thinking about my goals for the year, the things I want to change and accomplish. Exercise and flossing are both at the top of my list.
I am already into my new life as an athlete so flossing should be a piece of cake. Though for some reason remembering to floss daily seems harder to me than jogging two miles.
For now though I will be working very hard on being home and snuggling with my dogs.
I'll start flossing tomorrow.