Today, I sat. Not like this but next to a feverish three year old watching PBS and crocheting for hours.
I have boxes for packing, a shower curtain for each new bath and a clean one to leave behind. I have finally panicked about buying a new house.
I'm working on my hundred dollar christmas. It feels strange. I think I'll go over budget soon, but not by much. Today I bought twenty five votive candles and holders to make an advent spiral and a box of candy canes. Each child will get one or two small gifts, and we'll get a christmas tree and that will be all.
All in our new house.