Just finished the annual putting away of Christmas decs and trying to rearrange the room so it looks bigger task. This generally last all day and consists of taking down decorations which looked so cosy and festive only a short while ago and now looks dusty and tawdry; dragging out the old and by now rapidly shedding its needles real Christmas tree during which I normally declare we shall have an artifical tree next year. On bad years the hoover has died and I have resorted to trying to pick up needles with a dustpan and brush but thanfully not so this year; spending hours moving furniture to different parts of the room in the hopes that it will give us more space and lend the room a cultured and cosy look but nine times out of ten I move the furntiture back again as it doesn't work in too many different ways. This year I became very tired and weary and stomped upstairs saying how nice it must be to live in a house where people notice when you are struggling and do not walk by!! Poor Richard did say I should have asked and while I run myself a bath he did clear up the cat sick and start to tidy the kitchen rubbish, it would be nice if I didn't have to ask but if he just got on and saw what needed doing but perhaps I am asking for perfection, oops no I am not I am asking for what my Dad did!!
The old year has gone with a smile and a feeling of family contentment and the new year arrived with similar feelings. Richard and I got along over the Christmas period inspired by a pre christmas lecture from Chris who told us not to row in front of Fiona and to pretend we didn't knnow hwe well again so we would be on our best behaviour. This was good as it gave me the excuse to talk to Richard without it seeming like me doing all the nagging. Anyway it worked and Christmas day especially was great, lots of food, drink and laughter with silly games of charades to finish the day. Everyone seemed to enjoy it especially Karen who might otherwise have been alone.
The new year was fun as well although originally I had planned to go to Cornwall with Jason being so ill and knowing that Chris and Ray were likely not to be feeling very socialable I decided to stay at home and celebrated with Lorraine, Kyle and Gary in the Hare. We laughed so much over silly games like roll the pig and shove a penny, brilliant.
Last night to finish off the season we watched on the big sheet Mummia mia up nice and loud, just us three girlies with no alcohol. Jayne is still feeling ill from her new year falling overs, Lorraine had a dodgy tum and I have given up alcohol for at least a month.
As they went home last night it was good feeling sober to be able to clear up and then go to bed and read for a bit after a good night rather than staggering around tryin to act sober and falling into bed. I feel so much better in the mornings as well and I have worked out that not buying so much wine is going to save me loads of money which might mean I can buy my side board that much quicker!
Boys all well and good, they make me very proud.
Weather cold and getting colder, its grey and dark out there and the birds are hungry and thirsty.
News is about middle east and affects of what is now called the recession.
Money is scary and I darnt look.
Health is good although I have a foot injury from the gym I am off to have a review tomorrow so hopefully they can reccommend some exercise that doesn't involve pounding away on my foot.
Happy New Year
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