Since moving to Florida nearly fifteen years ago, I've been mostly happy to stay home. At Christmastime I feel compelled to travel so my little family can be together. The fact that I do it (and love seeing my kids and granddaughters) doesn't mean I entirely enjoy to experience. The weather is chilly and I have managed to catch a horrible up-north cold, or rather is has caught me. I have a terrible cough and awful congestion. I've barely been off the sofa and I'm still in my pajamas.
I let myself rest today -- not that I had much choice -- because tomorrow and the next day will be busy and I'm going to try to get a lot done. My oldest son had a long workday, but my younger two really stepped up. They did a massive grocery trip and cooked a New Mexican stew that we'll enjoy as soon as the rice is done. I may even be energized enough after a good meal to at least put on clean pajamas.
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