Since I don’t have any Christmas preparations to write about (due to “the move”), I will just ramble a bit today. Oh – I did write my Christmas Cards last night. That is some kind of record for me. I’m usually scrambling to get them done so they’ll arrive before Christmas actually gets here! With everything else I have to do, it seemed like a prudent thing to do. I got to cross that item off the list.

My Mom and Dad will be moving into their little house this Saturday. They are doing the final packing up. I will be sad to see them leave, but we will be leaving ourselves in a few weeks. Eventually we will be living just a fifteen minute drive from them. It will all be fine. My son and daughter-in-love live in the same town as well. They are looking forward to having us a little closer.

I was supposed to have my little Christmas piano recital today. My piano teacher has several students my age (I guess we could be referred to as the “senior students”), and we were going to have a little get together. We were each going to play our Christmas piece and partake of some goodies. However, I find myself without transportation! My husband is at our daughter’s house insulating the pipes in her attic (we’re due for a possible freeze Thursday night – it is eighty degrees today!). Then he has to go over to the property where they are getting ready to pour the slab for the shop he is having built there. We will store a lot of our things in it while the house is being built. We won’t have a lot of room in the little apartment we plan to rent. Some people have warned him everything will be stolen if we leave it stored on the property. Sigh…. What to do. We will leave the really valuable things at my parents’ house and some at our daughter’s house too. Then we’ll insure and pray.

The inspectors are coming to check things out here on Monday. Since we’re selling commercially, they won’t be as fussy about the house, but the oven is cleaning itself as I write. I can’t help but want everything to look spic and span. All the windows are wide open, and yet I still feel a bit whoozy from the fumes (I probably should have cleaned it months ago).

Enough about the “stuff to do”. I sometimes feel overwhelmed, but I keep praying for a sense of peace and order. It will all get done – one task at a time.

Does anyone know of a miracle cure for arthritic fingers? At least I think that’s what is wrong with my fingers. The top joint on both of my pinkies and the ring finger of my left hand are getting like knots. They are swollen and so sore. I’m afraid all my fingers will get the same way, and then I won’t be able to play the piano any more – and what a loss to the musical world that would be!!

I don’t think I mentioned what a nice holiday we had here. It is always so good to have the family all together. At one point on Friday, when all the grownups (nine of us) were engaged in various conversations and all seven grandchildren were talking at once (loudly so they could be heard over the adult conversation) – I just sat back and smiled. It was such a lovely chaos. Three generations – all laughing and sharing. These are the moments I cherish – storing them away as precious memories. We are blessed.
Have a great Tuesday.

Blessings,
Linda