We were supposed to get this huge storm last night with lots of snow and we ended up getting diddly-squat. It is snowing a bit now, but not much.
Although we have a ton of food in this house, we didn't have enough of anything to make something substantial in terms of meals. Does your house ever get like that? We have tons of black beans, Indian sauce packets, meat, and chips. But if you want a veggie or a nice side dish, you'd be out of luck.
So when I woke up and saw that there was no snow, I hopped in the car and went to the store. Even though I swore I was done shopping until after the holidays because I swear people have LOST. THEIR. MINDS (and manners), it was pleasant at the store at 7:00am. Everyone was there for the same reason and several people smiled and said morning greetings.
This was quite different than a week ago when I seriously thought I was stuck in Grinch-Ville. People sighing loudly because I take an extra second to find my credit card at the check-out. A dad swearing at his teenage son because he grabbed the wrong type of cereal. And don't even get me started on the Christmas section. You would think they were selling out of Christmas lawn ornaments the way folks were weaving in and out of the aisles and huffing about.
At home though, we are only just preparing for the birth of the Lord. Michael took the older kids to go get a tree. Amazon boxes are once again reproducing in the basement in an attempt to take over. I am trying to simplify by cutting down and cleaning up.
I drive right by the thrift store on my way to LMCA so I thought dropping off the donations was a good idea. I didn't think it through, though, in terms of how many donations I had and the fact my van would also be filled with kids and backpacks. We drop Isaac off on the way as well, and the car was so full that Isaac had to sit on James' lap on the way. It is only a few blocks, but it was still comical. When I arrived at the thrift store I saw everyone has the same December plans as me. The garage to leave your donations was filled all the way to the ceiling. How do we get so much stuff, and why do we think we need it? I often wonder how much simpler my life would be with less material possessions to care for.
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