The week after Christmas is one of my favorite weeks of the year. I love that the hustle and bustle of the holiday is over (even though this year there was neither a hustle nor a bustle). I love that the to-do lists are done, the food is prepared and hopefully there are leftovers, and all that’s left is to snuggle up and watch stuff on TV, maybe read some books, definitely do some knitting. I try and keep my goals for this little interlude very low. I don’t create lists or goals, I just allow each day to unfold in a natural sort of way.
This year I did have a couple of things I wanted to accomplish other than my usual daily habits. One was to sort out the floor of our bedroom closet as it had gotten quite messy over the last little while. I got this done last week with some help from Dale, mostly in the form of him standing behind me while I sat on the floor and hauled stuff out and handed it back to him. He placed it all on the bed and I went through it, clearing out some things, putting other things back where they belong, and hanging up a few odds and ends. My biggest problem is a giant bag of hand knit socks. Even though I love to knit them I just don’t wear them much anymore. They are too thick for most of my shoes and I also don’t have enough drawer space for all of them. They are still in the bag . . . ahem . . . but this weekend I plan to sort through them, keep my favorites, and offer the others up to Hannah.
The other thing I wanted to get done was to mend some jeans. I have 2 or 3 pairs where the . . . upper thigh area . . . has worn right through. I think it’s a consequence of the stretchy fabric that most jeans are made of these days because Jessica was recently complaining to me about the same problem. Unlike the closet, I didn’t get to the jeans. My plan was to spend some time with the sewing machine yesterday (a bonus day off I decided to treat mysel to) but I was sidetracked. It was a legitimate sidetrack, too.
We had to have our WiFi router replaced. It’s been iffy for ages but at the end of last week it really started crapping out a lot. I’d have to unplug it and plug it back in and sometimes we could connect again and sometimes we couldn’t. As a consequence, the Nest thermostat would go offline. Alexa would disconnect and be kind of bitchy about it, frankly. And, horror of horrors, Netflix was unavailable. I made an appointment with xFinity and the technician came out yesterday morning. He literally called our old router a dinosaur and said he hadn’t seen that model in a home for at least 6 or 7 years. He quickly replaced it and reminded me several times that I would have to update all of our devices with the new WiFi name and password.
Yep. No problem. I deal with technology all the time. I’ve got this.
Do you know how many WiFi things we have? There’s the 3 televisions, the 3 laptops, the iPad, the iPhones, the Peloton (I know, I know, I still haven’t told you about that), the 4 Alexas, and ALL of the damn WiFi plugs. 17 WiFI plugs to be exact. You see, our Christmas lights are all plugged into WiFi so that Alexa can turn them all on and all off every day. No more running through the house unscrewing bulbs every night at bedtime. It’s lovely. But they all had to be reconfigured for the new network.
It took a long time.
And that’s why I didn’t get to mend my jeans on Christmas vacation.
Finally, because every blog post needs a picture, I present this shot of my darling on Christmas morning as he was about to head next door and deliver a plate of Swedish goodies to his dad. Please to note the matching mask and flannel pants.
Stand back, girls, he’s all mine. (And I wouldn’t want it any other way!)