Christmas generates tremendous anxiety. There is the emotional overload. There is pressure. There is depression. There is exhaustion. And then it is over! A warm glow settles in over the experience and we look forward to doing it again next year.
Grasshopper No.5 has squeezed her “stuff” into the little “red bug” and is headed back to the Twin Cities.
The local mall has taken down the Santa Claus visitation booth. No more kiddies. No more pets to be photographed by Santa.
Some late Christmas cards are still trickling in.
Our garbage cans are over-flowing.
Your Mom has down loaded her first book on Kindle. The first one was free. Grasshopper No.5 helped set up the system. The true test is going to be the down load of book No.2.
Slowly the Christmas gifts we received are being put in their proper places so that they blend with the rest of the house.
The refrigerator is beginning to look normal. All the special dishes have either been eaten or given away.
Finally there is this a pile of sales receipts for all the gifts that were charged. Lots and lots of little white slips. Where is Santa when you need him?
It will be 362 days until the next Christmas.
Enjoy the New Years holiday. There will be great sporting events on the “tube” including the Badgers in the Rose Bowl and the Packers entertaining the Chicago Bears for a playoff birth.
Love,
Dad