It’s five past two in the afternoon, and I just came down from the attic. I needed to fish out the box for the Christmas tree (which is definitely getting packed away today, come what may..), and put away some of the decor the Lolas had taken care of putting away. I spent a good half hour or so upstairs. One of our solo lounge chairs is up there and it made for a comfortable position while I sifted through one of my recently stashed totes.
I know I should’ve done this sooner.. the bag was put in the attic sometime first quarter of the previous year. So most of the things inside were outdated and useless. (Threw them into a bag of trash to get rid of.) Old lotto tickets, receipts, notes from the previous boss.. and I found some cards and an unfinished letter I meant to send (which I never got send).
I also found two plastic bags with knitting materials I never got down to doing. (Reminder to self: you promised to do more crafts this year.) It’s a never ending cycle of tidying up.
At least I did succeed in putting most of the Christmas decor still lying around near the attic opening in the cedar chests we use to store seasonal items in. Fifteen days into the new year, they really should be tucked away now.
Alan is in the bedroom napping with Angel. The little boy didn’t want to let me go but I told him I had things to do.
The long weekend is sure a much needed perk when two days just isn’t enough to do things at home. Too bad it’s gloomy and grey outside. We’ll probably do some errands later when the boys wake up, and we’ll make the most of this long weekend before we go back to the routines of work beginning tomorrow.
Pinay New Yorker 