Positive thinking

It's close to eight o'clock.  The kids are up in their beds, reading books waiting for me to come up, tuck and kiss, turn out the lights.  Fatty is out to dinner for work.  I'm sitting here thinking about the dozens of things that need doing tonight because I won't be able to do them tomorrow and they have to get done because Wednesday is a very important day.  I'm not motivated and it's stressing me out.

But I did make chocolate chip cookies with the girls.  And ate some of the dough, of course.  I printed something on fabric with a screen and that was F-U-N.  I was scared to try, but I did and it worked like a charm.  Of course, it's a secret I can't share (don't you hate that?), but I think it is going to be good when I am finished.  I will share it then, I swear.  And the nutcrackers and smokers are out and lined up.  The tree is going to happen on Thursday and I am looking forward to that.  I might actually break out the Christmas music tomorrow, it being December and all.

I'm going to go upstairs, cuddle with my girls and then get my work done for the night.  I am going to forget about my horrible shopping experience and keep my fingers crossed that I will be able to find a suitable cocktail dress without a straight skirt by Friday.  I'm going to add paperwhites to my list and think about gingerbread houses.  I'm going to make myself enjoy tomorrow for what it is.  And then on Wednesday, I'll celebrate.