Hubby and I left on Friday late afternoon for Seattle. We were tired, a little emotionally depleted after the funeral and the week so we walked to Oliver's for something familiar and comfortable. I needed to go to the Seattle Gift Show for the museum. I cancelled all appointments, and just did a quick catalog gathering walk through both buildings. I had some orders ready to go that I could just hand off to my reps. The rest of the ordering will happen from my desk.
We got home Saturday evening. We went to church Sunday morning and then had dinner with Max and Kassie before he had to drive back over the pass.
I hope to get back to my regular posts about family fun, fun with friends, recipes, and the daily grind. It feels like I've been in mourning, busy with Christmas, and not myself.
I am ready for boring and normal.
Hubby and I decided to not take any big trips in 2016. We want to take out Huaka'i Annie and do some camping. We have a road trip planned for February to visit Hubby's family and Max in George, WA with a detour on the way home to get a snow fix. In April we are going on another road trip. So, no flights this year. It's all good...
Until I see good fares to Maui, Disneyland deals or a cruise bargain and then I get a little antsy but I think we will stick with road and ferry trips this year. We are looking forward to just rambling around the Pacific Northwest.
If anyone is rambling our way, the guest room is still celebrating Christmas. The landing is still a hot mess with Christmas decorations. I am sorting, sifting and organizing in 2016. It is really difficult to stay the course. It's very tempting to cram it in a closet. The struggle is real.
It's not just the Christmas that is getting organized, I have been going through my closet.
I am definitely going to need a trip to Girlfriend's Consignment on the island. I am considering a yard sale this summer and making trips to the thrift store. Lofty goals!
It's time to clean up and simplify.
Ask me how this is going in June.
Those new year goals have a way of falling by the wayside.
Or in my case, getting buried in the rommel.
* rommel is the Dutch word for junk.
Carry on my friends and enjoy the normal.
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I realized my comments never post when I do them from my phone :( I commented..honest...but can't remember what I said to comment !
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