What was I thinking?

The contractor who built our house did many things that caused problems. One of them was to have teenagers paint our walls. We've been slowly trying to re-paint over the past two winters and get the house finished. Our painter began calling in November, desperate for work. We agreed to have him re-paint our dining room, mudroom, downstairs bath, and stair hall if he began right after Thanksgiving. Of course, he didn't really get into it until THIS WEEK. Sigh. It's a mess, plaster dust everywhere.

In addition, my father has been ill, so we are flying to Ohio NEXT WEEK to get in a visit that was canceled at Thanksgiving. N has to travel at the same time to Virginia for business.

While it may look like our Christmas season is a blissful flurry of needle felting and other wool arts, it is turning into a "white Christmas" of dust and a flurry of travel.