Good morning this Thanksgiving day! First thing I was thankful for was sleeping until 5:30 - yesterday I was awake between 3 and 3:30 and finally got up about 4:30. Yawn!
It was a very busy week with work, and I didn't get to spend much time at home preparing for today's celebration. I'm thankful Greg had most of the week off work and took direction well. :o) This morning will be no-stress. The house is clean, the hardest of the food is prepared, and I have time to relax and enjoy the day.
We haven't heard from Jan and Bob since Monday, but Bob was starting chemo on Tuesday. It was such a relief to come home Monday night and find out they got to stay in Omaha.
It will be a busy weekend, but I'm going to make sure there is time to relax, too. I had hoped to get all of my Christmas decorating done, but I realized that was too much pressure and I'll be mad at myself when it doesn't happen. My evenings this next week are free, so I'll work on it a bit at a time.
Some of the stress in my life comes from the high expectations I put on myself, then when I'm not able to accomplish what I wanted in the timeframe I set, I beat myself up. I'm getting much better at breaking it down into smaller steps and leaving time for me in between.
Most of the stress in my life comes from my job. I don't know how to change that, so I just cope as well as I can. When you work with 9 other women, 47 children, their parents, step-parents, grandparents, siblings, and other assorted interested parties, there is no way to keep everyone happy all the time. . . 
Okay, this was supposed to be a cheerful, having a great holiday post, so no more talk about work. The best thing about my job this weekend is two paid holidays. :o)
This morning's photo is of some of the old jars I keep above the cupboard that separates the kitchen and dining room. I've been trying to get some different kinds of photographs as I play with the camera.
I'm off to peel potatoes!
2 comments:
Nice to know that you peeled the potatoes. What did I do this morning anyways?
I also have high expectations for myself but I've learned that it comes from the need to be loved by parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles who gave so little. I was invisible to all of them, just a servant, except to your mom. She still visits me in dreams when I need her and some times I see her dancing out of the corner of my eye. If I'm perfect they'll love me is a myth! We're OK, both of us. I've learned forgiveness and how to move on. The past can't be changed nor lived over. Now is important and what we give to our loved ones is all that there is. Enrique is on the stereo I need to go dance! Luv you all!
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