On The First Day of Vacation, My True Love Gave to Me

[Dutch Lock Down Day Two Hundred Seventy Four]

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A super decadent chocolate brownie with cream cheese icing.

#HeKnowsMe

I’m on vacation until 04 January, so this whole Twelve Days of Christmas theme won’t last, but it’s on my mind Right Now as Boy Twin fusses from his room, resisting this whole sleep thing because he slept for extra long this afternoon so Fuck This Shit.

Agreed, Little Buddy.

Fuck. This. Shit.

But first the news:

Especially if you’ve slept for three whole hours in the afternoon.

Fuck all this shit right to hell.

I had these grand plans to figure out the next SEVENTEEN days (not that I’m counting down or anything) – implement online ballet classes, figure out how to strength train without my personal trainer nor a gym, and prioritize a bit of grownup time with a dash of introversion every single day so that Mama is able to be a fully engaged Mama and not crawl under a rock until 04 January 2021.

I’m totally counting down.

Those plans did not happen because, instead, I binged Tiny Pretty Things while playing games (oops?) but what IS a vacation if you can’t binge watch crap while playing games, I ask you?!?

In healthier choices, I went on a long meandering walk while listening to Michelle Obama’s Becoming, ordered Domino’s and wrangled all three kids so that Papa could visit a couple of friends tonight.

And in productive news, I managed to finish Xmas shopping and all the brown paper packages tied up with string are on their way and tomorrow promises to be an absolute deluge of doorbell rings.

Wish me luck.