I know that I missed last week’s post, I was too busy running around doing the family things for Christmas time. And now, ironically, on Christmas Eve I have actually finished with Christmas. Not only have I seen all the family members and exchanged all of the gifts. It’s a weird feeling since normally, in our family, Christmas is a four day celebration starting at this time. But, my family has gone away and I am by myself.

Something about being by yourself for Christmas seems a little depressing (it’s family time after all). But I’m actually enjoying the relative peace. I don’t have to see extended family and converse with masses of people. I get to stay in the comfort of my own home and spend the time as I see fit. My partner will be around, but when I don’t feel like talking to people, I don’t have to make nice.

Plus, I get to spend it with my beautiful puppies (who are currently tearing around the house like maniacs). I also have my parents’ two dogs who are… difficult. The lab is mostly okay, except everytime I move so does she. It’s the spaniel that is problematic. He has already done damage to our brand new windows, and likes to ignore 90% of what I say to him. Needless to say, as much as I am enjoying the break from the rest of humanity, there is a level of frustration in being left with four crazy dogs….