Maybe it's a good thing that it's all pressed into seven days of pure DO'S AND DON'TS.

Oh. Am I the only one that's glad that christmas is over? Kind of sort of? I mean, all the tension and all the "DON'T GET SICK!" and all the "we need to.." and all that jazz. Gah.

This year, everyone got sick. There was no joint christmas because my brother got sick, my three nieces and my nephew got sick and bf and I got sick. Everyone stayed home. Sort of weird but also just fine, because hanging out with sick, tired kids isn't exactly my idea of having a peaceful time with fever raging through my system. The time when I have to take care of screaming noisy little people while feeling like death myself, is coming closer every day. Don't need to skip those last years of freedom, right?

So, we stayed home. Also, still no snow. We had a small, quiet, three-people (mom) dark snowless christmas in our house. Went to bed at 10.30 PM. Got up at 10 AM. It was perfect (considering the circumstances). We put all the soda that was leftover because we were to bring it to our joint christmas, on the patio. It wasn't even cold when we drank from it later, because it's warmer than in a fridge outside. So weird.

Now, it's all "DON'T GET SICK!" and "we have to.." and "we gotta" and "I have to paint the kitchen" and "don't forget!!" and blaaaah for new years. Hosting dinner. People are coming. Gotta make a three course dinner to satisfy 10 adults. Gotta clean the house and paint the kitchen and buy that food and don't forget anything and borrow chairs and set things up and move the christmas tree without breaking it and sort things out and prove to everyone that we're not the messiest couple in town and yes, we can make our home work evey though we "have a lot of stuff". I'mma wear false nails (LEOPARD PRINTED BABY!) for the first time in seven years and tomorrow I have to try to put on false lashes for the first time ever. I look like crap all up in my head because there's offically no henna to be bought (WHY GAWD, WHY?) and my haircut is extraordinarily boring. And I need to pretend that I have fancy new years clothes on but it's really only my usual red jeans and a top and I need to figure out a fun makeup so I can put on my fancy face instead of just my daily face. And we also have no idea if we're even gonna get to see any fireworks, because we, well, don't know anything about the new years celebrations here in Oak Grove. No pressure, peeps. Oh, and I'm making banoffee pie for the first time too. I have no idea what it tastes like, I just know it looks good. Quite like myself actually. Hurr hurr.

It's a good thing that I have a couple of days after new years off work, so I can REST from all this holiday stuff. It's tiring for a couchpiggy like myself.