I am done with this year's decorating. Had the boys help me putting artificial snow, tiny houses and trees into glass vases, filled laterns with baubles, put the tiny tree up. Made twenty more winged keys, gifted the remaining keys and wings to the boys. The two coughed their way through the day, but it made no sense to barricade myself in the bedroom to escape their germs, because hubby had one fit after another when I left the living room only for a short while. Very ill-tempered that one was those last days- I blame it on him finally recognising that he might take a swift turn towards age-related forgetfulness. Or dementia. Or Alzheimer- his mother died with (of) it. Though coughing a lot, the boys were very agile- too agile for my liking. Plus they had a good appetite, mostly for sweets they found in their boots this morning- from Nikolo, with kind regards. BTW: At nine in the evening DiL sent a message that her boys were supposed to clean their boots for the presents. Well the two were in bed already for more than one hour, and I was definitely not ready to wake them!
Finally, at five in the afternoon, I dressed the rascals for the big Krampuslauf, and hubby left with them for son's house, where they'd eat shrimps and mussels for dinner then watch the show well-fed. I made me one last coffee, did a crossword puzzle, cleaned the living area then stacked the remaining boxes with decoration in front of the door to the basement for hubby to take them down tomorrow. If he feels so. Not so sure about it- depends on his mood!
Finally, at five in the afternoon, I dressed the rascals for the big Krampuslauf, and hubby left with them for son's house, where they'd eat shrimps and mussels for dinner then watch the show well-fed. I made me one last coffee, did a crossword puzzle, cleaned the living area then stacked the remaining boxes with decoration in front of the door to the basement for hubby to take them down tomorrow. If he feels so. Not so sure about it- depends on his mood!