The Christmas Spirit

Exhausting, how come hanging Christmas lights is so tough? I am on the roof of the house in the middle of a winter day. All I can think about is the weather hopefully holding out, the fact that leaves litter the yard and my pregnant wife is telling me what to do...by the way I hate heights, unless I am climbing and buckled in. We finally finished up at dark and all that frustration went south.

It feels good to be productive and that is the purpose of the day, right..? Oops, gotta stop blogging, emergency!!! When my wife and the baby are ready to eat....they are ready to eat. Its funny how food cravings not only change my wife's life, but mine. Adios!