Well, it had to be really, didn’t it? As we hit the last Word of the Week of 2014, my word just has to be Christmas.
Word of the Week
After realising last week that I needed to take a step back and not get hung up on the detail of that elusive ‘perfect’ Christmas, I have felt a real sense of relief this week.
My first thoughts for my word of the week this week revolved around busyness; lists, tasks, errands. I drafted a post about my frantic week getting organised for Christmas; tree, cards, presents.
As we speed towards Christmas, a Christmas for which I have not yet done a thing; no decorations up, no cards written much less posted, no presents bought; I am struck by how ridiculously fast this week has been!
Thanksgiving is, unsurprisingly, fairly low key for us. It is an adopted tradition, but one that the boys have embraced. And, my husband is never one to say no to the opportunity for turkey.
This week had the potential to be chaotic. The first half of the week saw us running from one activity to another. The second half was more measured.
Regular readers know that I have just spent a few days in UK. It was a lovely break, but as is always the case when I leave again, I feel tied and pulled between the new and the old.
This week has revolved around travel. People travelling to visit us, me travelling to see family.
I’m fighting a losing battle with plaster dust! It is everywhere. On every floor and every surface.
Despite the dust and destruction in the house. Despite the mud and mess in the garden.