This wouldn't be an usual date for our first snowfall of the year, but it was our second. Only a dusting. Temperatures, however, have plummeted. It was -4°C when I got up this morning and predicted to be -7°C overnight.
I don't want to start preparing for the holiday season but I'm being dragged into it nevertheless. Sunday I idly asked![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
bunj if he and e. would be hosting the family Thanksgiving (as they have the largest, most conveniently-located place) and he slightly-defensively pointed out that they wouldn't be cooking for all of us.
The next day I clarified that I hadn't been expecting that and suggested having it catered. By that, I basically meant "buy some shit from a grocery story" but he immediately began looking at more gourmet options (and panicking a bit about getting our order in). It'll probably end up being a mix of boughten dishes and some we make ourselves.
Mom will be staying with me, which should prove interesting--especially since the rest of the gang is heading back almost immediately. Fortunately, the only shopping expedition she's mentioned is an outing to a yarn store, and on Small Business Saturday rather than Black Friday. I'm going to try to get the knitters in the family to take her.
I called her and we had a really good talk about how I'm not coming down for Christmas and why. Hopefully she'll mention it to Sis, who I imagine will be less understanding. Mom and I talked quite a bit about self-care and the problems we have as a fantasy being clear about what we want and need. Hopefully that means we're all getting better at it.
I don't want to start preparing for the holiday season but I'm being dragged into it nevertheless. Sunday I idly asked
bunj if he and e. would be hosting the family Thanksgiving (as they have the largest, most conveniently-located place) and he slightly-defensively pointed out that they wouldn't be cooking for all of us.The next day I clarified that I hadn't been expecting that and suggested having it catered. By that, I basically meant "buy some shit from a grocery story" but he immediately began looking at more gourmet options (and panicking a bit about getting our order in). It'll probably end up being a mix of boughten dishes and some we make ourselves.
Mom will be staying with me, which should prove interesting--especially since the rest of the gang is heading back almost immediately. Fortunately, the only shopping expedition she's mentioned is an outing to a yarn store, and on Small Business Saturday rather than Black Friday. I'm going to try to get the knitters in the family to take her.
I called her and we had a really good talk about how I'm not coming down for Christmas and why. Hopefully she'll mention it to Sis, who I imagine will be less understanding. Mom and I talked quite a bit about self-care and the problems we have as a fantasy being clear about what we want and need. Hopefully that means we're all getting better at it.