I'm proud to say I got our Christmas tree up, with some help from my beloved. I absolutely love calling him that. ❤️ He actually made the decoration at the top of the tree for me to celebrate Yule. I'm a Wiccan and thought that would be a compromise between my faith and my mom's; hopefully she agrees. Obviously she still isn't totally okay with me being Wiccan but accepts me as I am, mostly. I included the pictures of the sugar scrub and shower set to illustrate something weird rhat happened; the gingerbread man shaped sponge that came with the set and the jar of sugar scrub were on the counter in our bathroom when I left for work yesterday and were gone when I came home; Gabe had been gone for a few hours by the time I left and no one else comes into our place. It couldn't have been our cats and we lock our doors religiously. The sponge and jar of sugar scrub are still nowhere to be found and I have no idea what happened or where they might be. Of course I called him to tell him what happened and he has no more idea than I. I turned our place inside out trying to find them and don't think I will. Obviously, he and I aren't typically the kind of people who are freaked out by this kind of stuff but it's freaking weird. I want to know where my stuff is; he just got it for me and I had barely gotten to use it. I'm 1,000% certain I locked both the doors and all our windows. I don't like to think there's some entity in here with us or that someone broke in somehow. Who the hell steals some random woman's shower stuff anyway?!?! It's getting cold here so we haven't had our windows open or unlocked in weeks. I guess I'm just a bit unnerved by this and really want an explanation. I don't know what happened and want my stuff back. In a way it just feels like the sanctity of our home has been violated and I don't like that. We keep to ourselves largely and that's how we like it. We want a simple, quiet, peaceful life without drama or strife and this upsets me. He's crazy busy so I don't want to complain too much to him, plus he already knows I'm upset. I would tell my mom but she would tell me that's what I get for following a different religion and not going to church. I love her but we're never going to agree on this. When he gets home I think we should try to do some work to clear whatever might be here out; at the very least sage the entire house. I definitely still have more preparations to make but getting the tree up was a big deal. I need to get him a birthday present but he never really wants very much; he gets me gifts all the time but never asks anything for himself. I think a new Xbox game wouldn't be out of order but he's had so little time to play lately. I could get it for him and let him play whenever he wants. He's been working so much, still intent on getting this house he wants for us. It's beautiful, no doubt, but they want so much money for it. He was saying he wants a better place for us; away from the neighbors and noise. Much as I'd love for us to be the king and queen of our own castle; I can't justify the prices they ask. I also can't justify him working himself into the ground to afford even the down payment. I think it's time I got up and got more done; that's enough for now.
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