Christmas

Last night I went to both the Christmas Eve services at my church, good but John, our minister, seemed worn down and a bit spiritless, not quite what I hoped for in either service. I finished up the hand towels I was embroidering for part of my dad's x-mas present (he wears them in his belt when square dancing) around midnight and fell in bed exhausted. This morning was presents and I am now feeling full of bounty. My siblings and I have been getting along well for us and the morning was nice. My aunt and my bratty cousins came to dinner as did my aunt's boyfriend and my grandfather, I mostly escaped people by reading but it was nice to get a small dose of relatives. Mostly now I feel achy and tired and I do not want to be at work in the morning but they need me so in I will go for a 9 hour day. I will go tomorrow and Sunday as well, and I will probably even enjoy it. My grades have not come in and I have a to-do list a mile long plus I still need to write thank you notes for my presents. I feel exhausted in every sense of the word and I think it'll take a few days to recover. Good night all I'm going to crawl off to the solice of my pillow now.