It is Christmas Eve day. I'm trying my hardest to be "in the spirit" of Christmas. But I'm floundering.
The girls are bored. I feel like I should be doing something, but I've no idea what. I'm baking challah, but I feel like I should be making cookies. Yet we have far too much sweets around this house.
We've watched too much TV, we've not done much of any thing. The girls are grumpy. Abi is at least napping. But every time I put her down she wakes up.
Trying to avoid feeling depressed. And trying to keep a happy face on. But feeling a bit sick with a cold and really just wanting to sleep the day away.