As I sit at my computer, I can't help but watch the snow fall. My desk faces a window because I wanted to be able to see outside while I write. And although the snow is pretty and millions of people are going to be so happy that there is, in fact, going to be a white Christmas, I groan to myself knowing that I am going to be shoveling the driveway in just a few, short hours. When I woke up this morning, I stayed in bed for a few minutes trying to decided what workout I wanted to do this morning. I settled on Tae Bo, even though I want to throw Billy Banks out a window. However, as I walked downstairs and glanced out the hallway window, I realized what my actual workout is going to be.
I'm excited that today is Christmas Eve, though the holiday really snuck up on me this year. I love Christmas and think it is a magical time, but now that I am getting older, I think I need some young blood in my life to make it feel really special again. With all the changes we are going to be making in 2009, I doubt a baby will be arriving before next Christmas. But if we move and get settled as soon as possible, there is a possibility that Santa will be visiting our house in 2010.