Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Wow, it's Christmas Eve, I'm exhausted and unprepared, and there were a bajillion things I'd really meant to have written and posted here before now. Wish me luck finishing up what I really want to have done by tomorrow, and I'll try to get to the writing someday.

Low-priority by any practical terms, but something I definitely want to get done anyhow: arrange a nice display of the Christmas cards I've received, which number a few more than I have room for where I line them up most years. One of these years I hope to be organized enough to send out cards myself. (I guess I'll recycle that New Year resolution yet again ...)

The brief news I really should get out of the way now: I have transportation for everything I need to get to through the 12th Night gig at Riversdale (so, chesuli, I won't be needing you to detour this far over to pick me up after all, but I certainly look forward to seeing you at the dance).

Now to try for a nap and hope that I'm more able to cope with the next couple of things on my to-do list afterward, 'cause right now I'm not going to be able to do anything useful.

Despite the stress and worry (and fatigue and constant pain), there's still a part of my brain stuck in the "Oooooh! It's Christmas! Wheeee!" loop, so I'm not as grumpy as this hastily-written entry makes it sound. I'm just stressed and worried at the same time as holiday-tingly. If I weren't so tired, I'd probably even be cheerful, so let's see whether a nap confirms that.