Outside my window... snow gently falling, lightly covering the trees and the ground.
I am thinking...why am I so tired? All weekend I've felt exhausted. Fighting illness? Recovering from non-stop schoolwork and Kai?
I am thankful for...spending time with Kai and Marc all weekend without thoughts of deadlines and what needs done.
From the kitchen... the beginnings of a pot roast, hot milky-sweet tea and dreams of Christmas baking to come.
I am wearing...jeans, a long sleeve t-shirt and a red sweater...and of course, my slippers.
I am creating... more tiem to spend with my family, a Christmas scrapbook and a unit on Japan.
I am going...to enjoy being home with my family until my basketball game tonight.
I am reading... recipe books and Kai's books to him.
I am hoping...to gain some energy back.
I am hearing...the silence of snow on a background of Marc's electric drill as he makes our kitchen stool safe for Kai, with rails.
Around the house...I smell pine from our Christmas tree.
One of my favourite things...slowing down in preparation for the holidays.
A few plans for the rest of the week...get my Fluevogs repaired, go to the Family Place with Kai, plan my first week back after holiday so I can relax...
Every night I go to bed, I have thoughts swirling in my head. Things to do. Scrapbook pages I want to create. Gifts I want to make. Skills I want to learn. And, of course, daily happenings that I don't want to forget, but invariably will by tomorrow morning, only to pop up in a random thought weeks down the road. So, here I am. I may use this blog daily to empty my head and heart before cuddling up in my duvet, or as it may be, I may write in it once a month. Who knows. It is for me, but perhaps something I write or learn may spark a fire in someone else. Perhaps it may quiet a mind or make you feel like you are not alone out there. It is for me. But perhaps it is for you.