As I walk around the house and look at the tidying I am to do, I notice all the lights are on. No biggy, we were rushing and finding a woggle. It happens a little more than I like, but I don’t mind. At least not tonight. For some reason there is a sense of peace. Weird eh/ huh?
I just found out the car needs new brakes, like NOW! I should be freaking but I’m not. I’m not done Christmas shopping. I still can’t find that “something” for Tweedle D. You know the gift that when opened, a choir of angels sing “LAAAAAAAA.” I think the only thing that would get that reaction would be an ipod touch, but since that is out of the realm of possibility, I guess he, and I, will have to settle for a mustered up “yay.” I am not freaking out about that either. It is what it is.
I guess for the next couple of hours I will be at peace… till the noise and the chaos (aka Tweedle D and Tweedle E) come home and start in on each other. Then its bed.