Moms Columns & Blogs

The Dawn of December

blog post photo

Ribbons of white lights dangle from countless eaves; brightly colored bulbs wink from many windows.  Christmas tree lots sprouted overnight on every corner…  The calendar may say December, but my heart remains in June…  

At least we are finally finished with Grace’s debacle from the first week of school.  Her last required appearance was tonight; we signed, sealed and delivered the paperwork, so it’s a done deal.  She…I mean we…are free at last!  Although she performed the community service hours and attended the sessions, I coordinated the logistics and provided the taxi service.  Sweet relief…  One stressor conquered.  

My ‘replacement’ at the office is due to start any day.  She won’t arrive a moment too soon for me...  We have been extremely busy with assignments, but it’s the constant griping over trivial matters that has worn me to a frazzle.  Fussing over things like having to tear open a ream of paper for the copier, or changing the toner cartridge in the printer, having to answer a question, or merely sharing the oxygen in the office air…  I suppose the increased workload, less than ideal working conditions (weeks without heat but plenty of noise) and the upcoming holiday have created this stormy atmosphere of whining and passive aggressive complaining…  

Speaking of work, John, Beth and I must be better actors than I thought; why else would someone ask me this question?  If we would be hosting the Firm’s Christmas party again this year?  I hope he was joking, but given the attitude around the office right now, who knows what he meant?  My response was a resounding ‘NO’.  What I really wanted to do was shriek, ‘Are you freaking kidding me?  You are an IDIOT!’  We barely get our act together enough to venture out of the house these days, much less host a holiday get-together and entertain uncaring colleagues…  Surely he was trying to be funny; I have decided to believe the query was a poor attempt at humor, and not intentionally inconsiderate.  I am going to let it go…  

Still, I won’t allow us to hibernate.  It would seem withdrawing could make surviving the season easier; sadly, I have discovered it only results in turning inward and dwelling.  Consequently, I am dragging John to the holiday tennis gathering at Pine Lake; I figure it will be our only ‘party’ of sorts this year.  It’s a safe place for us to go, close to home, surrounded by many close friends…  

I wonder if I will always feel like I’m chasing the wind… 

Wishing you hope…tg

Thanks to Darin Morton of State Farm Insurance, we have additional ‘Remember Brian’ bracelets to share; please send your request and mailing address to rememberbrian@mindspring.com. 

Tammy will update her blog on Mondays and Thursdays.  -- Jen, site administrator

  Comments