Yesterday I had a chauffeur! My husband offered to drive me around to do my errands, and I accepted. I went to the bank, to the post office to buy stamps, to drop off presents at various houses, to buy blank CDs and DVDs, and he patiently waited in the car each time. It wasn't necessary, which made it a luxury. Today I'm meeting with a dear friend for brunch and then going to a movie with my daughter. I love this part of the holidays - the visiting and doing things with friends and family.
This is the shortest day of the year, which means the days will be getting longer! I hold fast to that idea, and it gives comfort during the overcast and rain. I don't know how light sensitive I am, but it affects me as much as the next person, at the least. I look forward to a time when I don't have the impulse to go to bed at six pm, and to eat fat, and hibernate. Right now, the pies and cakes and baked goods are mighty tempting, and I sublimate with grapes and clementines and too many nuts. I'm sick of my squirrel persona, and am ready for my swimming fish splashing in the sea guise. It can't come a moment too soon, if I'm to continue to fit into my jeans.
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