I took Owen to Lost & Found for grief counseling today. They've just started a group for the 3-6 year olds, and I'd never gone and sat through the adult group. It's odd, not awful, just odd. I think it would have been more beneficial at 6 weeks post loss than at a year and 6 weeks. It's our second Thanksgiving already, our second Christmas. Yes, he's missed, but it's not raw anymore for any of us.
I did put together a hipster PDA today in the hopes of getting organized, but need to pick up some actual index cards, a couple of binder clips and a few other odds & ends.
My goal for tomorrow is to knock out work and some minimal chores first thing, then sew and cook. I have a smoked turkey breast thawing, and I'm going to make homemade bread and a roasted winter vegetable soup for supper tomorrow. I need to grab groceries at some point in the next few days.