We’re having a quiet few days here. The children are sleeping very, very late. The house is a cozy mess, and we have been eating comfort food (mac and cheese from scratch, meat loaf, sugar cookies baked the day after Christmas, coffee cake from scratch) and snuggling up together to watch favorite movies (The Wizard of Oz, a Christmas present from #2 Son, and The Princess Bride, a longtime favorite that I don’t ever seem to tire of watching). I seem to be avoiding the inevitable flurry of pre-trip packing that will have to happen tomorrow and keeping calm, sleeping well, just generally recovering from the work of Christmas.
Although I had posted my wish list for books here on the blog, I didn’t find much in the way of books under the tree on Christmas morning. Since I had a couple of nice checks from church-related groups, I decided to go book-shopping for myself yesterday. What a treat! It was the best kind of shopping, one in which there is no rush and no pressure, just the enjoyment of choosing between one delight and another. My new books are in the sidebar in a category I am now calling “On the Bedside Table,” along with the two left over from before Christmas, since I don’t imagine I’ll be reading all of them at the same time.
Although he could not find two books that I managed to uncover yesterday in the same store, #1 Son did find a book that I am looking forward to reading, Paul: Follower of Jesus or Founder of Christianity. He was paying attention when I mentioned that this fall, for the first time, I found the Epistles fascinating.
This is a pretty long list of new books, and none of them will be read until #2 Son’s sweater is finished. There is half a sleeve, the collar and the seams yet to go. I’m planning to pack a few of these books to take along to Mississippi. I probably won’t take any knitting along (yes, I know this is blasphemy), in part to give my arm and shoulder a rest. They are sore from all the holiday knitting.
I suppose I ought to clean the house, but I would rather go out to lunch with Friend and Colleague, whose birthday is today. I would rather finish the sweater, and chat with The Princess and bother my husband as he sits at his computer.
This morning I had a massage.
Living in the lull time feels peaceful and regenerative. I’m grateful to have it this week.