You know that everyone is slipping back to their normal lives after Christmas when you drive down the street and see all the Christmas trees laying on the side of the road waiting for the garbage men to pick them up.
You sit back and realise wow it was a hectic time leading up to Christmas and then in one day it is all over. That has happened in our house too. I woke this morning to find that hubby has taken down the Christmas lights outside, they have been put back in their boxes pack away ready for the movie and the Christmas tree has been stripped and decorations also put away. And yes the Christmas tree is laying on the side of the road waiting for the garbage men to pick up.
All I can say is, I made it through.
Not with out trials and tribulations, ohhh there were those.
Our street is well know for it’s Christmas lights display, so leading up to Christmas we have had to deal with a constant stream of traffic, which I wasn’t too bothered with. I did think that possible it may get me into the Christmas Spirit. Which I hate to say it didn’t. Then I had issues with my children and they were the worse behaved that they have ever been. This frustrated me more because here I was spending a fortune on them for Christmas and all I wanted to do was send it all back. However I didn’t, but they didn’t get what they wanted that is still hidden for possible bringing out when they deserve a surprise for being good.
Then Christmas eve I have an open house for our friends and family to come and have Christmas Drinks and bring the children up to see the light display. It is something that we started when we first moved here. It is a nice and relaxing night. I didn’t go to too much fuss, just a few nibbles, drinks and good company. It was a great night. Our last guest left after midnight. Hubby went off to bed and I stayed up wrapping Christmas Presents and talking with Whiteknight. He was technically able to wish me a Merry Christmas on my day, without causing suspicion with his family, as we didn’t know when we were going to be able to chat again with each other.
Just as I was about to go to bed, I decided to do one more check outside to make sure everything had been brought in and got locked out this was 3am in the morning. The temperature had dropped so it was cold for us out side. The gates had been locked so I could get into the back. The windows had been shut so I couldn’t climb through the windows. And the spare key had been moved. I was not happy. Hubby had a few to drink so he was in a deep sleep, and I spent the early morning knocking and ring the door bell to get inside, But no one came to my rescue.
I need to go to the bathroom and was doing everything possible to occupy my mind. But it didn’t work, thank god for the bushy front garden we have. I thought I would go and sit in the car and wait but then thought if hubby came looking for me he would never check the car. So instead I pulled out all the kids’ clothes and used them as much as possible to try and keep warm.
I was even hoping that someone young teenagers came walking down the street on there way home so they could jump the fence for me to try and get in through the back door but no, no one walked past. Then I thought well I will flag down a car and see if they have a mobile that I could use to ring the house, but no, no cars drive past.
My husband gets up twice to use the bathroom; my finger is now constantly on the door bell, but he is oblivious to the noise. He doesn’t even come to check me to see if I am all right. Finally my daughter is woken by the door bell at 6:30 of all days she decides to sleep in.
I was so cold by the time I got inside that I spent a bit of time in the shower trying to warm up. Sorry to all those who have been saving water I over used my quota for that day. Hubby was oblivious to what happened. But he soon got the wrath of my words. So I work up my son and we opened the Christmas presents and then I went to bed before having to go out later on that morning. Mind you it too me 2 days to get warm.
The next day was another Christmas party on my mother’s side. And for the last 20 odd years our family was meant to take a trifle for desserts. But this year I was de-trifled. However I made a different dessert for the day which went down well. As it turns out the reason I was de trifled this year was because I didn’t take one last year. Mind you last year at this time I was in hospital in a coma, so I would love to know how I was meant to take a trifle to something I wasn’t even there for. The pettiness of families.
I am still recovering form everything and have lots to do for the new year with the move and school holidays, and getting my son ready to start school. The joys to come.
And on top of this I am hoping and praying for a better year.
KP
For those who wish to know what I have chosen to do, I am going with another round of Chemotherapy to start in 2 weeks time. This time it is a lot more aggressive.
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