Sunday, January 3, 2010

Back to the Grind -

So today is Sunday, January 3rd, 2010. Here we go new year, here we go! And so it starts - yesterday, Charles left to go back to school. He has basketball, so is able to spend very little time home during the holidays. I woke up early and cooked as much food as I could in a few hours to send back with him. I miss him.

Today, I made two trips to the train station; Kristin decided she had enough home time and wanted to get settled back into her apartment before the work week, so she left at 2:30. Rachele on the other hand needed a couple of more hours of home, and left at 4:30. I drove both with regret. The sound of that train just gets me in the back of my throat; it is responsible for bringing my lovely daughters both to and from our home. I miss them.

I took down the tree today. What a sad thankless job that is. And what a beautiful tree we had this year, so full, not a bad bare side on it. A miracle that it lived as long as it did in our house; Luke thought we brought it in for his pleasure. Throughout the Christmas season, he drank all his drinks of water from the base of the tree; and when bored with nothing exciting around the house proceeded to chew off all the bottom branches. Yes I vacuumed every day. And yes, my biggest fear was that Luke would pee on the tree (he doesn't lift his leg yet). Never once did i imagine that it would serve as his holiday entertainment. I miss my beautiful tree.

Tonight we will drive out to Charles' game. Even though it is below zero out with the windchill factor, and flurrying all day, and the perfect night to get ready for school after vacation, we will make that drive because we have to see him play. We need to see him play. Tomorrow, tired but happy, I will miss this past vacation.

And we will all get back into our routines, our everyday ordinary routines. I will miss the stress and beauty of this Christmas Season - how 'bout you???

1 comment:

  1. You sure did have a beautiful tree!! Great value too...LOL

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