Day 3: Leave a happy note for someone else to find.
I wrote this happy note for my son. I want to encourage him to continue his language studies. He’s really good at it and has been struggling lately with other formalized learning.
In case you don’t speak Dutch it says:
I hear you have been studying Dutch this year. Good Boy! Extra candy for you.
He’ll find this Wednesday morning in his klompen filled with candy.
If you don’t know what I am talking about with the whole Kindness Challenge, you can find the calendar here. All normal posts will resume in January. Enjoy the time off. Enjoy the kindness. Practice a little yourself.
Today is definitely a day to curl up on the couch and watch Lethal Weapon.
But I won’t be doing that. I still have a house full of family that want to go hiking at the summit.
Let’s back up a little. Friday night was the TGIO (Thank God It’s Over) Party for Nanowrimo. I baked two cakes and a myriad of cupcakes for the event. What can I say, I’m a little compulsive. But it is always reassuring when people rave over the homemade carrot spice cake with cream cheese frosting ( I like those ego strokes.) The party was fun, but I was really too tired to enjoy it fully and feeling a bit guilty. I sent the family, including the out of towners off to see Christmas lights without me.
Then Saturday…cook, bake, and cook some more because starting at 3 was our annual Sinterklaas party. I had 41 rsvp yes, and roughly 33 show up. That’s about average I find. But the party was seriously insane in that, we’re all too old to be frat party obnoxious, but we can still be so loud you almost have to shout to be heard. The kids were quiet in comparison.
So now all the family has been taken back to the airport. I’ve convinced the hubby that the house does not need to be cleaned before we relax. LOL.
Although at some point, I really need to figure out what …huh…it took me all day to write this post with all the interruptions and now I don’t know what I needed to figure out. LOL – probably something about Christmas cards. wrinkles nose. Or maybe something about finding writing time so I can finish my nano novel from this year. I left our favorite detectives right at the good part, right when they got the set up to bring down the bad guy. Now they’re cooling their heels waiting for me to get off my butt and type some more.
This weekend I am going to my first author Q&A session where I am the author. Is that flipping cool or what? But my son is dying for me to come play a board game with him. How can I say no when he knows “for your taste, I think you’ll be yellow.” Smart kid. TTFN