What a week !!!

This past week had been a ride of a lifetime. In fact, I am thinking this year may qualify for the same title.

But, for this week, I closed on a home ( I am very happy about this) I bought my leased car,and talked to more financiers, title companies, car people, banks, etc, etc, etc. than ever in my 32 years prior. It was exhausting for sure, but here's hoping it was all worth it.

So the next 2 weeks hold and expedited moving process while finishing my last work week in Dec. Some of my students and their families have even offered to help, which is so moving itself. Also, I must finish all the Christmas shopping and pack for my little trip back east. Another survival week.

Lessons learned - the Wal-mart near us takes good pictures, but the stress wasn't worth it. Going back to that expensive place in the mall next year. Wal-mart - the photo meatmarket.

When an older child believes in Santa, things can get expensive. On BF, he an I went looking for a flat screen TV ( hey, it looks better in the condo ;-) ) Anyway, everyone was sold out of the one listed for the $$ I wanted to pay. Disappointed, Christian goes, "Mommy, just ask Santa for one. If you really want it, he'll bring it" Uh-oh. So, my online search began. I found one for the price I wanted after some very diligent looking. The plan was for this to be delivered to the apartment office and I would pick it up on a day he was with his dad and take and hide it in the condo. Well, they delivered it one evening when we both were here. Ugh !!!! So I told Christian he smelled and that he needed to go to the bathroom ( there's some psych treatment I'll be paying for later) When he was in the bathroom, I speedily pushed the TV box through the hall and badly covered it with blankets and stuff to conceal it. When little C asked me who was at the door, I said it was a newspaper salesman. ( great, another lie for the magic of Santa). But.. so far so good. The plan, my sister and friends will set up the TV while Christian and I are in MD and then the TV will be on the mantle with a bow on it from Santa when we return. I just couldn't break the news this year. Not with everything going on in our lives. Besides, isn't that his peers job? :-)

I'm actually happy he still believes in Santa. It really does keep a part of the childish wonder of Christmas alive.

Now, I'l just try to get through this week................ and keep the TV hidden. ;-)