Will-O and I had a good talk earlier in the day. Very civil and mature. So when he stated he wanted to watch a movie with me this eve, I bribed, "If you help me do all of the nightly chores...". So after kids' hygiene, jammies, books (which usually completes his end), we did toy pick-up, dishes, counter clean-up (he doesn't know to do that), vacuuming, floor cleaning, hats/mittens/boots pick-up, laundry in/out and newly laundered jazz put away. Then onto bill paying, thank you card stuff, gift wrapping and sitter securing. Whew. After this (which is standard ops on a nightly basis) he declared he was too sleepy to watch a movie. But it was all done--in less than half the time it would take for me to do solo. That's what I'm talking about.
Worst Part of the Day-
A ton of peeps out on the snowy streets today made every move slow joe. I made my quarterly appearance at a mall and it was a bit crazed. (Fleeting, yet recurring thoughts: billions of crapola no one needs--landfill, materialism, landfill....)
I can't believe Christmas Eve is tomorrow!! Would Christ be pleased with any of this??? (I think He might be opposed to the necessity Steve and Barry's--soooo many sweatshirts...)
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