Nope, not spelled wrong. It’s the combo of a few things all work related. In short we’ve decided to throw our own party and track Santa all day.
Sir was mushy reading my old blogs the other day. I feel so far removed from that person. It’s good and bad. I no longer have that awe of new experiences that I did. I don’t know if it’s the surgery pressing pause or the lack of firsts. On the bright side I’m much more grounded and am no longer afraid of speaking up or feeling I need to write everything.to him.
He wanted a happy blog, but I have more things to save for his Christmas letter that I do not want to include here.