| | My boss turned, pointed at my chair, and said "nobody's lasted more than six months in that seat - good luck." That was my first week at my job. Today marks six months and four days. It's no coincidence that this blog has only nine posts since I started work in June.
It's also no coincidence that Christmas preparation is a last-minute scramble this year, knocked out in bits and pieces late in the evening, long before sunrise, or in quick weekend bursts. There are ingredients for Christmas cookies sitting on my counter, but if they don't get made until New Years, it's ok. Half my relatives will finally receive their gifts around New Years, but life is still rich and good. It reminds you to treasure things like a fiance who buys you tree lights when you're stuck late at work...and picks up a bunch of flowers while he's at the store, just because. A a quiet evening at his apartment reading together, while Christmas carols play in the background. The tangy smell of pine trees trucked in all the way from the Blue Ridge mountains, and the little one that's just right for my apartment. Unpacking my creche, the one from the Christkindle Markt in Chicago. Listening to the choir during the Nine Lessons and Carols service, while flickering candles reflect off the priest's rose robes, and the lingering smell of incense permeates the church.
It's disorienting when weather.com predicts 80 degrees and sunny on December 25th, but inside it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas:
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