It's Tuesday, about 48 hours away from that yearly celebration and over-indulgence we all know here in America as Thanksgiving. Though home alone for the holiday, I am going through the motions, trying to maintain some semblance of normalcy in these trying days. To that end, today is going to be my day for baking pies...two pumpkin, one pecan as I always do. I would normally do them tomorrow, but I may or may not be working...that is going to depend on the snow storm that is hurtling like a runaway train up the coast toward our area. If I work tomorrow, going to have to be up early Thanksgiving morning as many of my Thanksgiving Eve tasks will not get done tomorrow, and today is simply to early for making my deviled eggs, though suppose I could do my cranberries today while the pies are in the oven.
Thursday...turkey for three. Perhaps I would be better served not cooking a big Thanksgiving feast, but think going out, sitting alone in a restaurant to eat my meal would be far more depressing than staying in, watching a bit of football, and serving up my own food. Gave serious thought about getting a roasting chicken instead of a turkey, but just could not bring myself to give up what has always been a tradition for me. So...a twelve pound bird, stuffing, smashed potatoes, homemade gravy, deviled eggs, some asparagus, and of course pie for desert. There is one man in the apartments where I live who has no family, so have invited him and one homeless man here in town who I kind of take care of who I have invited over for dinner. Was hoping to find a few more people in need to invite, but two guests is better than no guests at all.
Yesterday all around was a VERY BAD DAY. Though I worked very late on Sunday for almost no money, had to be up very early to make an appearance in divorce court. I arrived at the requested time, sat around in the hallway waiting for my case to be called only to find out that the judge had cancelled court for the day...I understand that emergencies come up, but couldn't she have had the bailiff make some calls, rather than letting three attorneys and myself expend all the time and money it took to put us in court for a canceled court calendar? Not having the resources to drive all the way back to Nyack for a couple hours, then back over the Tappanzee bridge a second time in one day, I decided to go into work earlier...another slow day, worked almost nine hours and made $31. Take out taxes, gas, and the five dollar toll and I worked for about two dollars an hour...that is enough to make you cry.
It's almost noon...I really need to try to motivate as the day is quickly getting away from me.
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