As you may be able to tell from my last post, emotions were running a little high in the Fuller household a couple of weeks ago. After months of TJ working nearly every day from 8am until somewhere between 9:30 and 10:30pm, we had a blow-out that lasted two days. Something like that happening between us is incredibly rare. I can’t remember the last time it happened. In 21 years of being together, we’re pretty good at working out our problems calmly and quickly. This last battle was nothing like that. ButÂ we’reÂ better now.
It still doesn’t feel much like Christmas for me. I think it’s mostly due to the outrageous work load that TJ’s had to deal with. We’ve not really had the time or energy to decorate the house. We put the tree up a few weeks ago but with everything going on and TJ’s week in Dallas, we didn’t get it decorated until yesterday. Micah had a great time putting the ornaments on. All within a one foot radius of each other. But he had his little red Santa hat on, so it was cute.
I’m battling my way through a head cold that I got from Micah. He’s doing much better and, so far this morning, is only suffering from being held captive in the house for the past 4 days. I’d be feeling better if my right eye would stop watering and I could go for more than 5 minutes without blowing my nose. I’dÂ be feeling much, much better if I didn’t have to brave the mall today to finish the christmas shopping. I hateÂ malls any day of the year and avoid them whenever possible so I know that I’m going to need a hot bath and a few beers when I get home. I’ll do my best not to attack anyone in the parking lot with the antenna I’ve ripped from their car. Once a lifetime for that is enough, I think.