I have 11 1/2 days off for the holidays. How will I spend them?
I resolved to blog each day. Then you can see how boring life has become for a 40-something, married-with-no-kids, slightly mental woman.
First, on my half-day, I met with my financial adviser (dad) to update him on my retirement planning. Because at 40-something, if you're employed, you definitely need to do that. It's never easy thinking about it and planning my demise but I did it.
Today, Saturday, is officially Day 1 of break. I started the day off right by waking up 4 hours later than normal, thereby throwing off my meds schedule and blowing off the gym. Way to go! But it's cold and windy outside. Whine.
I made red and green New Mexican chile sauces from the ground chile that my uncle just sent me from Santa Fe. The brunch casserole I serve tomorrow to my friends can then be ordered up "Christmas."
I'm washing a new flannel duvet cover that I'm particularly excited about, especially since I got a great deal on it. It's wintry out, time for the big comforter.
Since friends are visiting tomorrow I am about to become a nervous white tornado in the house, up until the time we leave for dinner. We're meeting some other friends tonight at an Italian restaurant up in the hills of coal country. It's an annual tradition.
My Christmas presents are wrapped, but I'm thinking I may need to bake more cookies. My butt doesn't think so, but my brain does. I made these pistachio-white chocolate cookies last week.
I'm now listening to Salty D. make a "mix" tape of every version of "Sweet Jane" that he has, including a cool one by Sweet. Which is kind of fun to say, Sweet's Sweet Jane.
If you're you're on home holiday break, I'd love to hear what you're up to, too.