This morning began the great purge: ridding the house of sugary holiday treats that are way too tempting and dangerous to keep around. What prompted the purge? Pulling on my “big pants” which have grown snug. Again.
Aside from the purge, I hope to return to regular tread-milling and exercise. The extreme cold and constant work stress sap me energy and will, but I’m going to have to push through and git ‘er done.
In other news:
Rose Marie died. I am a big fan of her character on the Dick Van Dyke Show and the BF and I have been rewatching the series during our visits, as time allows. I have the sads.
A lesbian couple and their two children were brutally murdered in their apartment, 7 miles from our home. There are no suspects yet, but it has us on high alert. I have the fears.
The roads were empty this morning on the way to work. Perhaps New Year’s Day has prompted people to take today off for an extended holiday weekend. I have the regrets.
A am officially dreading the packing up of holiday decorations and the re-assembling of our house on or after New Year’s Day. It will be no less than a two day job, if not more. I have the procrastinations.
Here’s to warmer weather, fewer chores, and better news.