Lilith Saintcrow

So far:

* I’ve bought the brined turkey and everything else I need, including vanilla vodka and Bailey’s. I am NOT dealing with tomorrow’s cookathon without booze. I’m just not doin’ it.
* The dining room and living room are cleaned out.
* I’m about 2K away from the end of NaNo.
* I actually bought my first-ever can of Durkee’s French-Fried Onions.
* I got the kids to help with cleaning up. The living room is organized though not hoovered, the dining room (including the desk) is ever so much more cleaner and organised, the loos are scrubbed and their rugs freshly washed.

What I have left to do is a slightly bigger list.

* Cook dinner tonight
* Do up brioche dough, challah dough, cranberry relish, and cranberry nut loaf. Cook cranberry nut loaf (Will probably do this last.)
* Do up the pies, both cherry and Dream Pie (This will happen after dinner.)
* Finish and fold laundry
* Clean off the main altar
* Hoover living room and dining room, again
* Put in wordcount for today
* Clean up kitchen one last time, run over prep in my head, freak out a little bit, have some choco and relax

You’d think I was expecting an invasion, rather than Thanksgiving. And once Thanksgiving is over I am going to be very thankful for a clean house, enough to eat, no disasters (although I haven’t started cooking yet, anything can happen), a reasonably successful career I love, and all my kids happy and healthy. Not only that, but this year I’ve started getting my body in shape and drawn my battle line so that holidays aren’t like a war zone that depresses me to the point of contemplating self-harm for six months afterward.

I feel damn near rich.

If I don’t get to blogging tomorrow…well, happy Thanksgiving. Someone is grateful for you right now. Be easy and gentle with yourself, dear Reader. These are supposed to be joyous occasions. If some corners of the house don’t get cleaned, I am not going to beat myself up over it. At least, I’m gonna TRY not to.

Over and out.

Related posts:

1. T-Day Minus Zero
2. The Day After
3. A Better Year

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