This year's Christmas was extra chill, and I am thankful for that. Our Seattle family was in for the week, but this mostly meant sitting around eating, drinking and watching movies. So basically, the same thing we would do otherwise, only Simon got to see his cousins. It was further muted by the fact that Diana tested positive for Covid after we got back from a three-night cruise, though if we're using the five-day guideline, she was already "done" relative to the time symptoms started.
There was some drama outside of our immediate circle, which further makes me disappointed in people I don't want to disappoint me, but I'm over it. I know that the season is supposed to be about, among other things, getting beyond stuff like that, but I'm still in a mode of thinking about the inequities of my human interaction. It's definitely something that I need to work through.
We're turning a corner away from "cold" weather today, and that makes me happy. I am just not equipped for cold anymore, even if it means highs in the 60's.
Oh, and we didn't leave the house on Christmas Eve, so no car accidents.
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