Yep. It is going to interesting this week to say the least.
Monday- Thanksgiving feast day with a bunch of rowdy 4th graders. Enough said.
Tuesday- said 4th graders will be even wilder and I will have to try to keep them under control and then go to graduate class that night and present a project
Wednesday- clean the house for Thanksgiving and find an hour to work out.
Thursday- Oh Thursday, we will get to that in a minute.
A few years ago I took over the holiday duties from my grandmother. I was happy to do it and I still am. But, let me give you a little run down of how it goes. We have done EVERYTHING the same at Thanksgiving and Christmas as long as I can remember. Well my grandma and mom begin calling me to plan a month in advance (and Jay wonders where I get it from, ha). Grandma brings her gallons of chardonnay. Yes, you read that right. Which most say "whoo-hoo your g-ma sounds fun". Well she is most days. But, when she falls off a barstool in your living room and almost lands on your 12 pound dog, that is not so fun.
And to be honest, I am dreading the holidays this year. I guess because I am not sure how I will feel. My sadness seems to sneak up on me quickly and sometimes without warning. Thursday will be the first time I have seen any of my family members since my m/c. I am also not sure how I feel about that. My m/c was two months ago and many of the people in my life have not had as much presence as I would have thought that they would. I am not mad, maybe just disappointed. My hope is that the holidays will bring joy and not sorrow.