Filled with the excitement of a woman freed from the bondage of work, I found myself chained to the house. I started in the kitchen, happily scrubbing away, mopping and polishing the hardwood floor, scrubbing cupboards and suchlike. It felt good to watch it all come together again.
Something to make the rest of you feel much better about yourself: As I worked in the kitchen, I popped open the microwave and discovered a baked broccoli-cheese dish. I know you have questions. I have the answer: Christmas Day. Thank God no one else was there. It would have been mortifying. You all just keep this little tidbit to yourselves, okay?
I moved straight into the livingroom. The tree, tree, tree came down, down, down...We had bought a steamer trunk last summer:I thought I had saved a picture of it post cleaning, but alas, I have not. You'll just have to take my word for it that it was trucked home from a dusty storage area. After cleaning, it was tucked away in a corner of the second floor landing under a grandmother clock. My plan was that after Christmas, I would pack the decorations away in the trunk, instead of hauling it all back up to the attic. Much to my delight I was able to store not just the ornaments, but the gift wrap, tissue paper, gift bags, boxes, and tags in it as well. That will make decorating much easier next year. The only thing that we'll have to go to the third floor is the tree and the nativity.
I have one more big job to do this weekend: sorting through clothes and taking things to the goodwill. It will have to wait.
Quite unexpectedly, our quiet pork and sauerkraut dinner for two has gone to a pork and sauerkraut dinner for 7. Tim went out and bought four more pounds of pork and another two packages of sauerkraut. One set of guests are providing the vegetable. Another, cheesecake for dessert. I'm sure it will be a nice catch-up.
The best part of it is that tomorrow is only Saturday, and I have a whole 'nother day to pull it all back together before I go back to work on Monday.
That, my friends, is a good start to the new year.
Happy New Year, everyone!
Happy New Year. Your evening sounds perfect. It's too hot to clean here - at least that's my excuse!ReplyDelete
A very happy new year. You've spent your time off very productively. Maybe take it a bit easy on Sunday.ReplyDelete
That's too funny. Well, at least you have casserole dish back now.ReplyDelete
Hope you have a lovely meal with friends and a Happy New Year.
happy New Year to you. I look forward to all your posts in 2022.ReplyDelete
Hope you get a day off on Sunday. I do enjoy your blog and the weird work stories!ReplyDelete
Love the steamer trunk. It would make a fine coffee table. I sorted through old clothes in my wardrobe yesterday and they are going to the clothes bank.ReplyDelete
A good clean start to the year!ReplyDelete
Here's hoping for a good one x
Happy New Year Debby xx love the trunk and the solution that it creates.ReplyDelete
I laughed at the pie in the micro-wave. It comes to something when we have to much food we don't even realise what is missing from a meal. As my Christmas was cancelled I haven't had to put any decorations away.ReplyDelete
I've eaten many a bratwurst with sauerkraut but never pork and sauerkraut. I imagine it tastes quite nice though.ReplyDelete
Don't feel bad about the forgotten casserole. Just imagine what an infamous post-Thanksgiving green bean casserole smells like after a week or so left in an oven. May have happened decades ago, but the memory, like the smell, lingers on.ReplyDelete
Happy New Year and may the memories of 2022 bring smiles and not tears.
Happy New Year! Wishing you good health and fun adventures! You don't have many work days left - that will be a good reason to celebrate in 2022!ReplyDelete
Nope. 13 days and I'm done. ~whoot!~ReplyDelete
Hilarious note: Tim went to bed at 10:30. I was going to stay up until midnight, but by 11:30 I was dozing off, so I gave up and went to bed. I missed it. Slept right through it. The clock struck 12 and there was a flash of lightning and a crack of thunder. Local social media erupted!
Ha! My lips are sealed re. the microwave. Glad the trunk holds all the "things"!ReplyDelete
You are such an amazing hard worker, Debby. You're making me feel guilty.ReplyDelete