Holidays have always been fun. Exciting. Preparing holiday meals, shopping, buying little gifts for my family were always delightful. I also loved having them in my western North Carolina home. It was more than spacious, easily accommodating everyone. Even the kitchen was wonderful. There was always so much room in which to prepare meals. And, I got accustomed to having things done in a relaxing manner way ahead of time. A place for everything.
But as I get older, I see how much of a control freak I am. I want things a certain way. A place for everything. Of course, my family doesn't care anything about that. I am learning some lessons functioning in my apartment in New Hampshire now. I hope I can stop complaining about this. Now.
This is my NC home. For sale. Interested?
Realizing how lucky I am to have found such a nice place in the beginning, I admit to longing for my former space above. My life feels a bit upside down today. And lately. A lot. I am closer to family and I love that. Absolutely!
Now I am trained as a gerontologist. I have worked in retirement homes. I heard folks talk about parting with long held treasures to simplify their lives. Sometimes I think I did this move way too early. I wouldn't think so if my accommodations were more spacious. But then I would probably find something else to complain about. At this stage, I am supposed...earned...want... things easier. I want some remnants of my former life. But only the ones I choose. The truth is I am damned lucky life is so good. So I will quit b*tching and enjoy all that is. In a minute. Promise.
I won't tell you about my experience making Russian Tea cookies. That I couldn't find the right ingredients, that the oven cooks hotter than it registers, that my Kitchenaid mixer died. That my kind neighbor lent me his hand held one. I also won't tell you most of the cookies are in the trash. They fell apart. This time next year, no doubt I will have a new mixer, find the exact ingredients I need and maybe even...if I am lucky make these little treasures. Oops, I just told you.
Tomorrow or the next day I might even bake Brown Bottom Cupcakes with my lil man. I hope the mixer works better. He loves these little delights in the mini-muffin papers. I wish I could say I am not huffing and puffing over this.
Soon my family will be here. I will hold the moment and love being
together with them. I will love that I am in a warm and dry place.
That the dogs could be here with me. That I have an underground garage. That I could even afford to move
here.
Yes sirree. I am learning flexibility. It is a good thing. I do believe I even have a smile on my face now.
Happy Holidays!
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