This hasn't been a particularly writerly week. Other than Sunday, I didn't touch a word of fiction. Hell, I didn't even had time to read. Instead I baked, boiled, decorated, shopped, packaged, delivered, partied and collapsed.
Baked & Boiled:
Six different kinds of cake cookies
Three batches of coconut Rum cookies
Two kinds of 5-layer bars
2 kinds of fudge
(Okay, so I only did the 5-layer bars and the fudge. Daughter did the rest, but I supervised.)
The house is now decked out for the holiday season. It looks like Santa exploded in my living room. All that's left to do is put up the Christmas cards as they come in.
My shopping is 99% done. If I buy anything else, it will be impulse items that no one needs and stocking stuffers. Did I ever mention how much I love Amazon? They shipped most of my gifts priority and I didn't even have to pay for it.
Yesterday saw me putting together 9 tubs of treats for friends and co-workers. Which I then delivered around town. Oh, to see the happy looks on the faces of the recipients. The satisfaction of seeing them eat a cookie or two was even better.
Last night was the Christmas party for Husband's workplace. They did a potluck this year and IMO, it was the best party they ever had. The food was scrumptious and everyone seemed to have an awesome time.
Now that everything is pretty much done for another year, I'm going to let myself fall apart. We got home about 8:30 last night and I flopped on the couch, satisfied that another round of Christmas rush was over. Except for the presents I still have to wrap, the cards I have to get out and the food I have to cook for the big day, that is. Today I'll collapse and tomorrow I'll get back to work.
How was your week? Are you ready for Christmas or do you still have a bunch of stuff to do?