A Patchwork Life

So remember when I blogged about the big NYC trip we had planned, when we were going to see the Rockettes?

The Blizzard of 2009 intervened instead, and I’ve spent the past few days in the house with the girls, which is especially sucky because my husband and my in-laws went ahead Friday morning. So I’ve been flying solo here, shoveling snow, while he’s been going to a Broadway show and watching snowball fights in Times Square. Not exactly the way I wanted to start my winter break.

Bah, humbug.

If you’re my Facebook friend, you know I’ve been huffing and pouting all weekend, which wasn’t that attractive then, I’m sure, so I won’t repeat it here. And we did meet our new neighbor, who has a girl just the same age as mine, and they came over Saturday afternoon for spaghetti and snowballs, and then today my girls went to her house and had a lovely time. “How can you meet someone and feel like they are such a good friend of yours in just one or two days?” Sophie wondered this evening, and so that is definitely a bonus of the weekend. And we watched Home Alone and A Charlie Brown Christmas and Wizard of Oz, and when I was alone at night, I watched Love, Actually and may have sniffled a little, to myself. And I did some online shopping for the girls, and was grateful for our furnace, which we replaced last year and has performed like a champ. I’ll be thrilled to see my husband tomorrow, but honestly, I think we made the best of a disappointing situation.

Apart from being cranky and disappointed, I’m starting to think about the year– not quite ready for resolutions yet, but tentatively moving towards that reflective time of year. December has been a mixture of frustration and chaos, so I need to find a way to resolve those feelings so that I can start to see the bigger picture of the year and gain some perspective.

But right now, that seems so much easier said than done.