Another Day

Well,  here I am again.  Trying to figure out why I woke up alone again. The TV goes on as soon as I wake up.  My Mom kept hers going all the time. Now I understand.  I can't listen to the radio.  Too much Christmas music.  Last night they had the Christmas pagent and in another time I suspect I would have enjoyed going.  I am hurting this morning.  Physically as well as mentally.  I need to get up and get ready to go have breakfast with my SIL and her daughter.  That will force me to get after it. There is still so much to do.  This house is a real disaster. I suspect I will just shove stuff into the guest room.  I don't know how long before it is full and then I will start filling the breezeway.  I am listening to CSI and they just found a dead German Shepherd & said he might be the only man in the owners life. Why do I have to relate to everything.  No matter what I do it brings me back to reality.  Five more days.  God help us all get through it.  Everyone have a good day.   love, Val