Where did the week go? I feel like I blinked and suddenly it’s Friday. I had been meaning to come here all week, but a day would slip past me and then I’d think I would come the next day and the same thing would happen. Last week I was burning the candle from both ends and staying up too late and too often to get more work done. It caught up to me and the exhaustion set in. I knew this week I needed to get to bed at a decent time whether my work was finished or not. (I’m still learning!)
Exhaustion seems to amplify everything doesn’t it? It makes a list of tasks suddenly feel like overwhelm too big to handle. It makes little things- like dropping something heavy on your toe while you’re cleaning- suddenly feel like the last straw that turns a day into a bad day. But luckily, when you accidentally bump your spoon and send mashed potatoes flying in the air like a catapult, and in the most silly and ridiculous way possible they land right on your current knitting project- it makes you laugh like crazy and get some perspective again. (It could have gone the other way, I could have cried. It’s not the first time I’ve spilled food on my knitting, but it was seriously so funny that all I could do was laugh.)
The Winter Light Faire. That’s what I came here to write about. Bracken and I went to that at the Waldorf School last weekend, looking forward to it as we always do. I had plans to arrive early, but got there a little late instead because I had so much to wrap up before we left. Luckily, we still had plenty of time to do all the activities we wanted to do anyway. As you can see, I hardly took any pictures this year. (More pictures in last year’s post.) We didn’t make a wreath this year, we made a holiday swag instead. (I guess that’s what it’s called, wasn’t sure if I was using the correct terminology there.) We hung it next to our front door.
The highlight was the performance of the Nutcracker at the end, which is probably what Bracken looks forward to most every year. This year he asked me how many times we had gone to the Winter Light Faire and out of curiosity, I looked it up. The first time we had gone Bracken was three! This was our fifth year going. Amazing how time flies by like that, isn’t it?
P.S. Are any of you planning to go to the Trunk Show tomorrow?