So Chrissy is over now, thank goodness. Yesterday I ate so much I hung around the bathroom late last night in case I had to vomit. Luckily, the nausea passed by midnight and I had a pretty nice 9 hours of sleep. My eldest sister, Kelly, was not so fortunate and was very sick last night and today. Not sure what it was. She ate and drank quite a bit so it could have been due to that, or food poisoning, though she didn’t eat anything that nobody else did.
So, we brought our nephews back home with us, and they’ve been fairly good. They both have Nintendo DSes now, so they’re unusually quiet. I’m liking it! Anyway, I’m under the weather today. I might do a little bit of writing, but I just need to sleep off the overindulgence, I think. I’m going to really get stuck into my projects starting tomorrow. The kids will be going to our caravan in Gerroa (near Gerringong) so I will have some good quiet time, I think. I’ll be going to the van sometimes over the next couple of weeks, but we only live half an hour away, so it’s easy to come home to sleep, instead of being packed in the sardine can that is the caravan.
I didn’t get many interesting presents this year, sadly, nobody really did. See, every year for the past 3 or 4 years now we’ve been doing a “$5 Christmas”. The family agreed to spend exactly $5 on each person, no more and no less. It is getting harder each year to do, due to inflation. And it has seemed to eliminate giving and getting… well, good presents. The only people to get decent presents are the kids, because they do not have the $5 limit.
So, I don’t know, it’s left Christmas feeling kind of anticlimactic for the adults. In my opinion, anyway.
Broken bones aren’t meant to feel this liberating.
