The Art of Piddling

So, Christmas is over.
Just.like.that.

And it was as beautiful as ever, minus the stomach bug, fever and chills.

Seriously, it was great.

I always ask my kids what was the favorite part of whatever we've been doing (favorite part of your weekend, favorite part of your birthday, etc.,) and I think my favorite part of this year's Christmas would either be listening as Daddy read the Christmas story from the Bible as he does every Christmas morning, or goofing off Christmas Eve night with my brother, his wife, a few cousins and the rest of my brood. It was good for the soul.

Sugar woke up this morning and her first words, I kid you not, were, "Only 364 more days 'til Christmas!"

You have to love her enthusiasm…

Since The Hubs has to work the next two days, this morning we decided to join the crazies and venture out to Target the day after the biggest holiday of the year.

Probably not the best idea, but if I'm totally honest, I agreed because I knew lunch was involved.

And I had some Christmas $$$ to spend.

Oh, and of course, to spend some quality time with my main squeeze.

This afternoon, however, has been my "favorite part" of today.

I piddled.

I did a little bit of this and a little bit of that, but not a whole lot of anything.

I made room for our new coffee maker. And then moved it somewhere else. And then moved it back.

I took a few decorations down, but decided I wasn't quite ready for that, so I stopped.

Started a box for things I plan on purging.

Cleaned out my purse.

Painted my toenails.

Looked through some old pictures.

I did all this with no agenda, no timeline and with complete ease.
It was wonderful!

It's not often we get to piddle in this house.  There is usually some kind of timeline we're dealing with that inhibits the art of piddling. We have to hurry up and get going to the next event or task in order to accomplish what needs to get done. Its a necessary evil at times, that scheduling.

However, on days when piddling is possible, piddle on baby!

Piddling is underrated and underutilized. It allows us to slow down the pace, enjoy what is ours, while still semi-accomplishing things.

Piddling can also lead to plundering, but that is a whole different post…

I can only hope in these last few days of the year, you find the time to piddle. Time to move at your own pace, get some things done (or not), time to pamper yourself or nap a little. Life will catch back up with you soon enough.

Until then, piddle on!

Merry Converse!

So, this week has been a little crazy town.

I work in my local school system as a school librarian, and not only has it been the week before Christmas vacation, we have also had a full moon.

And vomit.

A bug has been spreading through our school. My week has consisted of avoiding hallways that smell like puke, using hand sanitizer like a feen and praying I don't get sick over Christmas break.

So far I've dodged the bullet, knock on wood.

Despite the barf, I really love working in an elementary school this time of year.  Nothing puts you in the Christmas spirit like Kindergartners jacked up on Santa.  The Christmas art work alone is enough to put a smile in your heart.

Speaking of smiles in your heart, the other day ago, Sugar told me she didn't like big, fancy Christmas trees because they don't look real. She said real Christmas trees have homemade ornaments.  Good thing ours is real:)

Not that it is homemade, but one of my most beloved ornaments is a pair of old shoes that Sugar wore as a baby. I bought these at Kohl's one year after Christmas and paid less than $5 for them.  They were big when I bought them, but Lil' Sugar got 2 good years of wear out of them.

And now, we get a lifetime of Christmas memories out of them:)

Merry Christmas!