Anti-Climatic

I'm coming to the realization that most things in life are about the process. Making waffles this morning, the kids are all too eager to make, get, butter, slather on syrup, cut up and then leave to go watch cartoons all with out taking a bite of said waffle. My husband loves to make cheesecake, giant, beautiful, 10 lb orbs of sweet, creamy goodness that he has no intention of eating, but he likes the process. I'm discovering I like to knit, I like browsing all the different yarns, coming up with a project and executing it to near perfection, before of course Elaina decides to pull out the needle and drop 43 stitches. Do I wear any of my creations? not so much. With the holiday season upon us, the cornucopia of anti-climatic events will abound. I love planning the Thanksgiving meal. No I really do. I brine the turkey for 2 days, I bake the bread for the stuffing, I've been growing the brussel sprouts since April and my 2 butternut squash plants yielded 1 entire globe that will meet its demise on that fateful Thursday afternoon. All for what? none of us really like turkey. The kids aren't going to eat my stuffing or anything green, yellow or orange therefore ruling out the cranberries which are for me anyway. I will bake/roast/toast and saute all day and for what? 15 minutes it will be over. But it's the process. The smells of baking/roasting/toasting and saute-ing, wearing the white bakers apron all day, seeing the kids get excited about the next giant balloon appearing in the parade and dancing to the marching bands. December then kicks in with gusto. Shopping will be done, deals with Santa will be made and I will be up at 3am more excited than the kids to see their unabashed reactions to presents appearing out of thin air in our living room. And then it's over. The only thing left is the clean up, paper strewn about with pieces of cardboard where they tore desperately into the latest cache. Yielding a screw driver and bevy of batteries I will assume my post. Only to see the same once longed for devices laying forgoten and dismantled under a pile of pillows a week later. Things will change this year, long term fixation being key. I have a plan, it's all about the process.