Preventing Grace
So we’re in Epiphany now. The tree was undecorated and hauled out last night amidst squabbling and crying and general mayhem. Matt roasted a piece of lamb and we distributed the last of the Christmas cookies.
I had set the table in the usual way as if it was no big deal but Matt was so crestfallen that I put everything away and started again with a cloth and a nativity in the middle of the table.
And some Christmas Baubles. Since we had no frankincense or gold or myrrh.
I’m the only person in the house who is delightedly thrilled that Christmas is over. It was fun and sparkly, but the pine needles everywhere were grating on my nerves and I’m ready to get everyone into their school work.
I prefer the children when they are working on something. They have become dull and entitled and crying whenever they don’t have a candy in their grubby fists. It’s a pity lent is so late this year because they could really benefit from it now.
Read in a variety of places that yesterday, Monday, is the unhappiest day of the year as everyone goes back to work and realizes that they have already failed at their resolutions. I think the children would probably agree today. But I’m so happy. First, as Alouicious would so helpfully enumerate, I don’t have to go out in the weather. Second, Matt cleaned out the fridge last night so I don’t have to.
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