Oh dear, this snarky comment is just so me. Especially at the moment when I don't know what day it is half the time. "I was going to do something today, but haven't finished doing nothing from yesterday" is just so me who has been lazing about doing nothing over the Christmas period. I really need to take hold of myself and get moving. Just like Elvira in my story.
"It was the day, after the day, after Christmas Day, confusing - ok then it was Wednesday - when Elvira woke up and wondered what day it really was. She couldn't think because life had been so hectic leading up to Christmas with all the toys and things they had had to get ready in Santa's workshop. You see, Christmas isn't just about Santa making toys for children, he has to think about what to distribute to the mums and dads, the aunties and uncles, the cousins and ... and ... and. It goes on and on. Yes, everyone has to have a Christmas present made.
Then there is the day itself. Getting up after Santa's Party is hard enough but cooking for her little family has go be done and then there has to be 'play time' with the little elves and their new toys. Thank goodness for the next day when Elvira could relax. But now, so tired as she was, she could not remember what day it really was. She knew there was something planned for today but what?
She sat up in bed and exclaimed to no-one "I was going to do something today, but haven't finished doing nothing from yesterday". On hearing her dulcet tones her husband, Alvin, sleepily asked
"Did you say something my dear?"
"No" replied Alvira, "you just go back to sleep dear." and with that Alvin simply turned over with a "Hmmph" and promptly went back to sleep. Like all husbands do.
"Maybe if I get up and walk around the house I will remember what I need to do today" she said to herself. "They do say if you walk back through the door you will remember what you forgot."
And so Alvira got up, showered and feeling much better began walking around, even going outside in the cold air, hoping her 'forgettery' would stop working and she would remember what it was she had to do today. The air was crisp, a few snowflakes were falling and as she looked back into the enchanted forest just beyond their house she wondered if her 'remembery' would be back before new year.
"Please Santa", she uttered, "please let me remember what I have to do today" and with that she shivered and hurried back into the warmth of her little home. If all else fails she could always sit back and do nothing again, just like Alvin was doing."
I hope you all had a simply lovely Christmas, everyone was well enough to enjoy a bit of turkey and tinsel and now I wish you all a Happy New Year. See you at Art Journal Journey next year with another nonsense story and journal page.