Normally we start our Santa puzzle on December 1st and try to get it done by Christmas but this year I only got it started yesterday.
We've been doing this puzzle every year since 1994 but this year I almost skipped it. It wasn't so much the construction site I am living in. I could have dealt with it. I tried using the furniture I could get to.
It wasn't the where. It was the why. Puzzles remind me of lockdown and remembering lockdown gives me the willies. I used to sit and listen to all the scary news on the radio while working on puzzle after puzzle last year and that feeling still resonates especially now when things are pretty bleak again. At the last minute I decided the puzzle must be done and The Mister even cleared the dining room so I could dig out the table and set it up. It sure won't be done by Christmas but it will be done. Santa can't be denied. I can only imagine the bad luck that might bring on.