Jake left about 8:30 tonight to head to Megan's house in Seattle so they can leave early in the morning. You know me, I'll be worrying until I know they're back in Pullman. Luckily he knows what a worry wart I am, so he'll call when he leaves Seattle, then when they get across the pass (maybe even on the pass to assure me that everything is ok), then again when he's about 100 miles from Pullman, then once he gets there. It doesn't matter what age my kids are, I worry about everything. (I'm sure this was one of the many things my mother taught me...thanks MOM!)
Yesterday I think I had a shoe on that didn't quite even out my balance with the aircast boot, so today my "good" leg is aching like I have shin splints. What next? Chickenpox? Just kidding. I had those when I was 5 years old and gave them to everyone in my neighborhood. I was such a sharing child.
As I wrapped Christmas presents tonight, I had to write everything down as I wrapped it so I didn't forget. Sometimes I have a complete brain malfunction and I have to re-open gifts I've bought just to jog my memory. If I went to the doctor for some help, I'm afraid they would diagnose me with ADHD (Attention Deficit Holiday Disorder) I'm sure you can all relate.
I hope to start putting my tree together tomorrow, I'm sure it will be beautiful. If not, at least it won't "dry out" so it will always look "fresh".