I’m starting to smell something fishy and I think it might be me. Husband and I have turned into the guests, who like fish, stink after three day – or so said Ben Franklin. We planned on arriving at my brother’s house Dec. 23rd and leaving again on Dec. 26th. We planned on having enough time for two extended family dinners, wrapping and unwrapping presents, and one family movie day. We didn’t plan on hitting a pothole on an entrance ramp to the highway while traveling at entrance ramp speed, and breaking two wheels. Now all I want by New Years is my two right wheels.
We also didn’t plan on being in the middle of the first big snowstorm of 2012. This wouldn’t be noteworthy except that the new wheels happen to be in Chicago and their shipping will be delayed due to weather. Funny thing, once the new wheels arrive and are installed they will just reverse direction and drive us back to Chicago. Not so funny, perhaps.
So while the car sits in the shop, I sit in my brother and sister-in-law’s kitchen surrounded by holiday treats, sweets, and temptation. I don’t plan on eating two helpings of homemade mac-n-cheese. I don’t plan on eating half a barrel of caramel popcorn. I don’t plan on eating another baked ham sandwich. But in the spirit of my holiday season, I throw my plans out the window and enjoy the present. Friday will come soon enough and with it new wheels and old plans to catch up on. Pass the eggnog.