Preparations & Pajama Days

We need plates for Christmas dinner with the in-laws, ones without chips and cracks.

Sadly, Ikea is no longer selling their super cheap 49 cents plates...

Now they have a white version that just screams cheapskate.

I'll have to go back to Ikea, along with the rest of the Nether Lands, for table runners and invest in new plates.

Sigh.
This whole Sinterklaas-Christmas Hell is costing a damn fortune.

Today is clean-up day.

I no longer feel bad if and when we break things.

The potential minimalism of being left with what we have is appealing.

If I buy new plates, I'd better donate the old ones to charity, lest they pile up in cupboards, never to be used again.

The boys are in their pajamas, playing Minecraft, talking constantly and writing Christmas cards to friends.

The husband is collecting empty glass jars and wine bottles (okay: mostly wine bottles) for the recycling bin.

I wish we had a personal organizer to come and boss us around.

'Chuck this!'

'Out with that!'

I'm too tired to make any decisions on my own.

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