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This is a picture of the little Christmas tree I found.  It is an actual, living tree in a pot.  If transplanted outside, it should grow to be 10 or so feet tall!  Sweet P and I have never had our own Christmas tree.  This is our third married Christmas.  Being the child-less ones, we typically are invited over to everyone else's homes rather than inviting people over to our home.  Neither of us care much about decorating, and there is no one to impress.  Also, being rather non-traditionalists, having this mini, bonsai-esque tree suits our style.  Sweet P wondered aloud how to light the tree.  He suggested LED lights.  But since we didn't get any lights, I used these foil hearts to give the tree a little glitz for the season.  That is one of Sweet P's paintings in the background.  It hangs over the piano in the entryway.

There is some good news: Sweet P was offered a part-time teaching job for the spring semester.  The classes start in January, but he's already focused on lesson plans all of that.  He is continuing to apply for full-time jobs as well.  I'm very excited for him to have this teaching position.  I think it will be a good resume-builder.  Hopefully it will be a more positive experience than his last gig.  After finishing my fall classes, I had to finish up Christmas preparations, baking, wrapping, and all of that good stuff.  My brother and Sweet P both had birthdays in December.  Eek, Dad's birthday is coming right up, next!  Life has been in constant motion for weeks.  The only day I really had some time to relax was one day that I was sick.  But finally, today, we have a normal, restful Sunday afternoon.  Just hanging out at home.  Dare I say relaxing?  Ok, between loads of laundry and home-made pizza... at least we're not under pressure to do anything or go anywhere.  Only my honey has some pressure to read and study in order to be prepared to teach information literacy.

I am basking in the calmness of today, because once again I will be headed back to work tomorrow. I don't really want to talk or think about work.  I don't want to make any public comment. But I can't help but wonder, will there ever again be something good to look forward to? Or is all of the happiness of life behind me?  I guess having one good decade is probably more than my fair share.  I should be thankful for that.