Last week was rather depressing for me, which is part of the reason I stayed quiet.  All of a sudden all the things I’ve been putting off in favor of more immediate concerns turned into immediate concerns with real, tangible deadlines looming far too close.  And the knowledge that as soon as I managed to finish all the things I’ve stuck in the wings, there will be a whole slew of new things waiting with deadlines didn’t help much either.    

So I made a list, and I put together a day by day schedule of how I’m supposed to spend my time – because obviously I’m not doing well flying by the seat of my pants lately – and I’ll be starting with following that either tomorrow or Tuesday, depending on how today goes. The delay in starting is because I realized last Thursday that if I expected any of my Christmas packages with gifts to reach their recipients before the 25th, I needed to get that done this weekend.

I spent yesterday out shopping, picking up the bits and pieces I still needed to put all the gifts together. And, of course, there’s my butter toffee to make, which also needs to be done in time to mail to the relatives.

And it wouldn’t be Butter Toffee Season if I didn’t burn a batch right off the bat. I don’t know how I do it, but I do. It always smells vile, but at least I resisted tasting it this year, just to be sure it was bad. This year it smelled SO bad that I knew it couldn’t possible taste anything other than awful. It’s just that it’s so hard to believe that I really wasted a double-batch of sugar and butter. *sigh* I did managed to pull off two sheets of perfectly cooked candy later, though, and will be covering them in chocolate and nuts this afternoon.

Also on the agenda are wrapping gifts and finding appropriate ways to mail them, and possibly going to buy stamps for all our Christmas cards, which have also not been sent yet.

Then maybe I can think about all the other, non-Christmassy things on my list. At least I found a great dress for the two Christmas parties we’re going to in the next few weeks. That all by itself is cause for triumph.

Shiloh’s still growing, and learning quickly. Yesterday morning she weighed in at just over 25 pounds, at 15 weeks.

And it snowed yesterday, which is lovely. I’d like it a bit more if it were warmer (it’s about 20 right now outside), but the sun is shining and it’s a beautiful day.

Time to go melt me some chocolate and slather it on my candy. Hope you’ve had a productive weekend.