It’s 5:30 in the morning and I’ve just finished my first cup of coffee. I’d love to go back to sleep, but I have a plumber coming in today so I need to stay awake and get some work done before he gets here. He was here yesterday working on several plumbing issues, and one of them waited until he was gone to suddenly spout another leak. Now he has to come back and check his work or fix yet another problem. He told us yesterday to get an electrician to check the wiring in our house. When my sister got home she moaned, “This place is becoming a money pit!” A little dramatic, but accurate.
It’s Christmastime, and we still have gifts to purchase and wrap. Several of my friends are staring at empty chairs after losing loved ones this year. The news is full of sad stories, bad weather, foolish politics, and stupid scandals. My arthritis is flaring, and my sleep patterns are erratic.
But you know what? I DON’T CARE. Life is good. I’m working part-time as a substitute teacher at a local small school, and I find it fascinating. Frustrating, annoying, and exasperating, yes, but that happens anytime you deal with kids. I enjoy getting to know the kids and helping them further their education. It’s not just babysitting while the teacher is away. My favorite moment was watching all the young ones from 3-year-olds in the Head Start Program through the 5th graders practice their Christmas program. I know it was maddening for the teachers to try to corral them and get them to practice, but I adored watching the children just enjoy their day, running around, climbing all over the bleachers in the gym, and just being children. Too many adults have lost the ability to live in the moment.
I had a good time last week when the local book club reviewed my first book, “Once Upon A Christmastime”. Here is a link to the article posted about it in the local newspaper: Once Upon a Christmastime Review. I was quite chuffed to hear them complain it was too short and they wanted a longer collection for next Christmas. I’ve already got some story ideas lined up. One of the club members posted a review of it on Goodreads: Kacy A Jey’s Review. More than one of the members ran local bed and breakfasts and inns and said they were placing the book out for guests to read.
It’s always nice to hear they like the way you write, but it warmed my heart to hear it helped them get into the Christmas spirit, especially when, as one member said, she definitely wasn’t. I smiled when they said at least two of the stories would make good Hallmark stories because my stories always seem like movies to me. I would love to see them made into movies because I like to help lift the spirits of people. Having people in a good mood around me makes all of life so much easier.
Especially when I still don’t have a working toilet and I have to clean house. Merry Christmas!