I’m not feeling very Christmasy. I think it’s the warm weather, which they say is ending even as I write. I like snow to look at but not to drive in. I’m really trying to change that attitude because snow is an inevitable part of my life. I may as well like it.
Also the lay offs at work have dampened everything. And Carole’s knee surgery. That will be a good thing, but until it gets good I plan to suffer. She sees “tons of people who will help” and I see a bathroom and kitchen I have to keep constantly clean by myself. Plus work, her, kids, and too many cats. Luxury problems each and every one!
Work is hectic, and that’s a luxury problem too. I have a cold, and that’s a luxury problem too. Best luxury problem of all, though, is the big black cloud of a kitten trying to help me type. Funny to think he did not exist last year, though some that are gone, did.
