Idyll's end

I was only half-joking when I told monshu that every weekend should be four days long because of how productive it would make me. This one allowed us one day to entertain guests, one day to recover from that, one day for errands and an evening out, and one day just to get things done around the house. I finally feel at a good place with my gift buying. In fact, I'm reaching the point where I active look for more fun things to buy. (Don't worry--it won't last.) And getting the Advent wreath set up gave us an excuse to do a little decorating for the holidays. I even took a few moments to shred old mail and do some straightening in the pantry (who knew that's where the other chopsticks were?) and found a couple hours to watch the damn NetFlik which has been sitting around for the past two weeks waiting to distract me.

Distraction is something I suspect I'll need a lot of in the near future, and the more I can plow my anxiety into productive behaviour, the better off everyone will be. There's so much purging to do here, so much unnecessary accumulation to free ourselves from. And, yes, I mean that psychically as well as materially. As I told the Old Man, there's no reason not to be 100% open with him from now on. There's never been any reason, really, I just have never been able to totally convince myself of that.