...and it was fun...for the first ten minutes until my patience ran thin. Warning: Don't try this at home when you're exhausted and grumpy because after working all night you rode with your friend 20 miles to the next town in order to pick up a Christmas layaway only to discover that your layaway slip is not in your purse. The line for layaway was long - and not moving. What was I thinking attempting this on 'black Friday'? There's a reason they call it 'black Friday'. I absolutely hate shopping on this day. This is the reason I usually have my Christmas shopping done in October. I should have known better.
I came home and took a nap. It didn't help. I still can't find the layaway slip that is lost in the black hole that is my house.
My layaway is still in the store. I'm not even sure why I have a layaway. Why I just didn't purchase the items on the day that I put them in layaway is beyond me. I guess I was thinking that it's less items that I have to store. Let them store them for me.
Let's go out to dinner....too late. Brillo Man and Olivia had already gone to a restaurant while I was sleeping. Enter frozen microwaveable burrito and a glass of Black Cherry pop.
Okay - back to the Christmas Tree Pretzels...they didn't turn out too badly for a six year old's first attempt.
I ate one too. What's this? ugh. A hair. One of mine...eewwww. There's a reason that the cafeteria ladies wear hair nets.
Tomorrow we're going to my sister's for our family celebration. I'm hoping for a different color....
...gotta go work on my attitude...I'm praying for Pink.
Restore to me the joy of your salvation
and grant me a willing spirit, to sustain me.