We are finally through this round of the plague. I somehow managed to get through unscathed. Exhausted and completely worn out, but unscathed. Today was the first day where everyone went back to their normal routines–P went back to daycare, S & H went back to school, and M went back to work. And me? I had a day just for me and it was everything that I needed. After I herded everyone out the door, I collapsed on the couch and I just… sat. I sat and did nothing for a good 30 minutes and it felt SO GOOD. Then I turned on my early 00’s club beats and…

I should probably be napping, but enjoying a few moments of quiet solitude is too tempting. Everyone but me is asleep, so I wanted to steal a few minutes to write beside the peaceful glow of my Christmas tree. It was a long night. It’s been a long few days, honestly. H threw up all over our van while we tried to deliver Christmas parcels last Thursday, and everyone has been falling like dominoes ever since. Just as he started to feel better P got sick. Then last night I was up with M first and then S as they succumbed to this round of the flu, too. I am…

So, the “write often” was a bit of a fail. I’ve been really unmotivated with my writing lately… I need to get our Christmas poem / letter written and I’m really struggling to find the words. I know part of it is simply that this year was a really difficult one for me, and I don’t know how to pour that into a “happy” poem. I’m still mulling over it, but I know I’ll figure it out. I’ve been writing them for 12 years, I can’t stop now! I was doing really well with my eating habits, then Auntie Della passed and I went a bit off the rails again.…