So never move around Christmas time. I have a billion things on my mind and it’s making me a bit bonkers. I’m trying to figure out Christmas, finances, moving, along with all my regular daily tasks and a two year old. Two-year-olds are very sweet, but at the same time I am tired of answering the question, “What that?” There is also a general lack of cooperation in many tasks.

But there is lots of  good news. We have found an apartment, hopefully. I’m waiting to sign on it until I can see it, but it looks good. Hotels are reserved. I’ve figured out what I’m getting everyone for Christmas, I just need to finish making a few things. And the finances are working out great, in spite of my worrying. And when I get upset and all stressed Peter does the cutest thing. He’ll grin at me (very cheesily and often through tears) in this specific way, and it means I’m supposed to cheer up and smile back. And it does manage to cheer me up a bit.

And one click shopping is not cool. You have no time to think through the purchase, it’s just suddenly done. Very convenient, but I don’t know if that is such a good thing. (What I did buy doing that, I did actually want. It just surprised me how quick it happened.)