A Hunter Family Christmas! (just kidding, I would never hold a goat)
So, my husband woke up this morning and announced that Christmas vacation started today. This may seem presumptuous, but since we live in a strange self-employed/artist/writer/home-schooling/LEGO addict commune-type household, these kind of formalities are generally met with blinks of confusion.
See, our family spends a lot of time together. While you’d think that being self-employed and working from home would mean we worked less because we don’t have long commutes and can make our own hours, what actually seems to happen is we work all the time.
“Are you still editing? It’s two am.”
“I’ll sleep in tomorrow.”
“Okay, I have a photo shoot at eight. I’ll be sure to give the boy coffee before I go.”
“I hate you.”
But, since both of us like our work, it’s not all bad. And since we homeschool our kid (which works for us, but I readily admit is not for everyone) we tend to turn almost everything into a learning opportunity.
“Mom, have you seen this LEGO piece?”
“I see it here, now what shape is this?”
“It’s an octagon, Mom.”
“And why do we call it an octagon?”
“Honey, just give him the LEGO piece.”
“He has to learn his Latin roots sometime!”
In short, our family has become kind of weird, but it’s a weird that works for us. We also tend to have various and sundry visitors drifting through. Right now, we have some older friends, a retired couple, visiting from Idaho for a few months and my best friend is coming on Saturday to spend Christmas with us. My father-in-law and my husband often work together, so he’s always kind of around, which our son loves; he’s very close to his grandpa.
So with work schedules being what we make them, an official Christmas vacation announcement was probably kind of necessary. Why am I telling you? No reason, really, I’m just kind of rambling. But I won’t be posting here for a week or so. I hope you’re able to visit friends, family, or whoever makes you happy and content this holiday season. Enjoy too many baked goods. Wear an ugly sweater (unless you live in the Southern Hemisphere). Tell your husband/wife/significant other you bought them a goat for Christmas and sent it to a family in Namibia. Knit a hat. Drink a glass of good whiskey.
I’ll be around. I’ll probably be online some while I’m crocheting/knitting/baking over the next week or so. Bestie got the Small Boy Ninjabread men cookie cutters last Christmas.
Oh, yeah, those are definitely going to happen.
Have a wonderful holiday season!
And, as always, thanks for reading,
Elizabeth
