Christmas Eeeeeeeeve

So, in the end, I didn’t go to Val d’Isere early Wednesday morning.  I spent most of early Wednesday morning either on or hugging the toilet.  No fun. 

I did not leave the couch all day Wednesday.  Other than for bathroom visits, a stop in the kitchen to make some cherry Jell-o, I did nothing but sleep all day.  I really needed it.  My entire body ached in that way that even your hair hurts.  I woke up at 10 PM, went back to my bedroom, and was asleep for the night as of 11:30. 

Thursday, I rested mostly, but I braved the outside world and went to the SNCF ticket office to get my new train ticket—for Friday morning—and hit the grocery store for some rice and soup. 

This Christmas season has been difficult.  I have not felt at all in the Christmas spirit.  It’s all so foreign, and different, and that’s surprisingly not easy.

I keep thinking of “I’ll be home for Christmas” and while the “if only in my dreams” part is applicable to me, it’s for the birds.

So, it’s Christmas Eve, and I’m en route to Val d’Isere now.  I still have 2 hours before my arrival.  I slept at the start of my trip, as I am still pretty wiped, and I was up at 6 this morning.  I looked at some pictures of the area online last night, and that was cool.  I’m still not exactly sure what to expect, but whatever awaits me, I am happy to reunite with the family and see the girls.  They still have gifts from me to open!  That will be fun.  And, they’re not my family, but they’re the next best thing.  

Merry Christmas Eve!

Xo,

aKiP