I am sitting here at my desk (you know, that one I call the writing desk) and beside me is a box of envelopes that need to be addressed. There is a green pen (how festive) and an address book as well. I have familial envelopes all addressed and am working towards the friends (or family I have chosen). It's been tough, getting it all together. I wrote the letter a few weeks ago, but we didn't have a chance to get the paper until sometime last week (?). I have 50 envelopes. That's it. I may end up posting the letter here so that those who don't get it can read it and shake their heads at my writing.
Of course what do I chose to do instead of addressing those envelopes? Everything. I have spoken to my parents this morning (as is our normal Sunday morning routine when I remember it truly is Sunday). I have eaten breakfast (you can't expect a girl to do such a daunting task on an empty stomach). I am on my second cup of coffee (the first is only the teaser, I get going after the second). I've picked up some clutter (cuz I can't work with clutter). I've gathered things to wrap presents (well, it does have to be done and there is no time like today). I've smiled at Simon (because I can't seem to look at him without a smile on my face...except at 7:30 in the morning when he's stomping on my head).
So yeah, how's your morning going?