Oh yes I know… I said Part 1 and then didn’t do a Part 2… yet.

I suppose I was so caught up in the euphoria of my son finishing his school that I completely forgot I was entering what is arguably the busiest time in my work! After a blissful weekend of (deludedly) thinking the worst was behind me, I am right into the thick of it again with a major deadline looming in a couple of weeks. Soldier on, as my mother would have said.

That having being said, I’m still managing to swim/hot tub two or three times a week, and I finally seem to be reading for pleasure again more consistently, as well as watching some good stuff on TV. I also squeezed in a doctor’s appointment to get some test requisitions as part of my plan to try to feel better. (Still haven’t done the tests, but at least I took the first step.)

In the midst of all the work, the package from the Christmas fundraiser finally arrived from Ireland on Jan 28. Why it takes 6 weeks to arrive every time, I’m not sure, but receiving that package from the Armitage Army – Irish Section (lol) brightened my day, regardless!

Rachel’s wooden ornament is really great and I have pinned it to my bulletin board above my desk. Whenever I need a pick-me-up, I can just look up!

On the other hand, while Guylty’s Richard Morse-code bracelet is really cool, it was immediately confiscated by one who believes he is somehow entitled to a new “belt”! The nerve!

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While I was at work last weekend, my hubby and my son finally got the Christmas decorations put away — we were keeping them out hoping that the COVID restrictions would finally lift and we could have my older son over for a belated Christmas. Seems not to be, yet, as the restrictions have now (depressingly) been extended until further notice. I can’t complain too much, though. We can still go out and about with masks, but we are not allowed to socialize beyond our own household, even outside. Outside has been nice — I even saw some cherry blossoms a week or so ago! Cold snap is coming though, and there were a few flakes in the air today.

Anyway, with the decorations up for so long, I played around a bit with them to amuse myself.

Finally, even though Christmas is now long past, I wanted to share the face of an almost 14-year-old dog looking like a puppy waiting to open his stocking on Christmas morning!

I may still be MIA for a bit, as I try to meet my work deadline. Hoping to be able to reemerge soon.