As the weekend decends upon us, it's devloping into one crazy weekend. Too much to do and not enough down time. Tomorrow The Son goes to closing on his condo. He has a final walk through at 9:00 and then the actual closing at 11:00. Its weird thinking of him as a homeowner. What we do after closing is still in the air. The Son would like to paint his bedroom while it's still empty. Or rather he would like me to paint his bedroom. I don't mind helping out, but I'm not sure I like the idea of working on HIS place while he sits and enjoys a cold one. We'll see how that plays out.
Saturday Daughter#1 is flying into Dulles at 8:00. The cable company is scheduled to arrive at The Son's place between 9:00 and noon. In addition, he is having furniture delivered during the same time period. Heaven help us if we are painting at the same time. I would like some time to bake cookies with Daughter#1.
Sunday Daughter#2 and The Son In Law arrive with the Black Demon in tow. We've gone back and forth about having our Christmas dinner on Sunday or having it on Christmas or trying to do it both days. If we have it on Sunday obviously Daughter#2 and The Son In Law will be able share it with us. However, that begs the question on what to do for dinner on Christmas. Having two dinners seems too ambitious. Plus we'd have no room for leftovers. I think the current thinking is to have dinner out on Sunday and stick to having Christmas dinner on Christmas. We'll exchange presents with Daughter#2 and The Son In Law on Monday before they head back to Harrisonburg and have Christmas with his family. This trading holiday thing sucks, but I can't think of another way to handle it that's fair to both families. On Christmas we'll exchange the rest of our presents with Daughter#1 and The Son. Then retire for a long winter's nap.