When I was considering that I'd have to do all the Santa stuff alone this year I neglected some of the details. I do 95% of it anyway, so no biggie, right? Yeah... except that now I have to haul everything that has been salted away in the closet and in the shed to the living areas. That is the part that I usually have help with, has become vital that I have help with it, and that Michael isn't allowed to do, even if he could stay awake to do so. No lifting more than 15 lbs for probably 20 years (or maybe 2 weeks? who knows, every single person we talked to for information gave different instructions -- which is a totally different rant that I've worked hard to suppress) and no bending/lifting for the first bit unless absolutely necessary. Yes, I'm on shoe-tying duty. (I don't even wear tie shoes on my own feet so I don't have to do that! If that part has to continue then I don't care what anybody says, the man will be wearing Crocs. But I'm wandering into rant territory again.) So.... awesome. Now I'm wishing Santa had brought each child a single stuffed animal! Maybe I can turn Christmas into some sort of scavenger hunt!! ;) via Facebook
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