Sliding By

The first few Christmas cards have arrived. While I've been languishing in my pyjamas, drinking gallons of pale pink juice, the days of Advent have been sliding by. I have little concept of Christmas actually happening in two weeks time, but I know it will manage to manifest somehow. It always does. I know I will feel better, will buy a tree, will go shopping, collect the turkey, buy some stocking fillers for L and so forth. Just glimpsing the light at the end of the flu tunnel today, as the aches in my legs, arms and back finally recede, and my head begins to feel a little less like a hot air balloon. In the end I had to cancel everything this week. Which, ironically included two meetings about potential work opportunities, one voluntary, one paid. Ironically because there are many weeks when nothing so progressive is scheduled. Luckily, people are understanding about illness, wish me warm and well, wait to meet me next week. This is the moment, right now, when my young client usually runs along the path and knocks heartily on the door. I almost expect to hear her now, but sadly I have had to ask her to wait til next week too.