down abbie's road

I stepped out of bed this morning and was already fretting about tomorrow. As I sneaked around so I wouldn't wake up T, I saw this view out my bathroom window. The master bath is open to our bedroom. (the toilet has its own water closet for privacy) It made me breathe. Took a breath, and calmed right down. It snowed almost all day yesterday and left a lovely dusting of white on the trees. Our home is 'minimally ' decorated, but with views out of windows like this, who needs 'stuff'? Besides, less dusting. So, tomorrow I will be thankful for the family, the friends, the food and the time, but today, I am thankful for my bathroom.

So far, the kitchen floors have been scrubbed, the cabinets cleaned, the house dusted, vacuumed, organized. I reshuffled the formal living room's bookcases, put away all of the bits and pieces that had strayed from their places, and have been working on a time schedule for baking, cooking and roasting. The grocery store is my next stop after blog land, followed by table shuffling, turkey cleaning (16 pounds), stuffing prep, and all the china needs a quick rinse. The linens need to be pulled out and pressed if time allows, and the children need to be cleaned.

And, unlike Martha, I don't have a slew of staff to help. Although child labor laws don't count here do they?

I hope everyone has a lovely holiday and stops to breathe for a moment and enjoy. I took my solitary breath this morning and probably won't breath again 'til Friday.