Can you believe Christmas is only two weeks away? Where does the time go? I'm starting to panic a little bit. I have a pile of Christmas craft stuff and no time to work on any of it. I've kind of finished decorating for Christmas, except I keep seeing things here and there that I've forgotten. And I've realized there are more people in my life I'd like to remember with a little gift and I have no idea WHAT. I'm starting to envy those people who devoted a day a month--or a whole month!--to Christmas gift preparation. What was I thinking? ARGH!
How are your preparations coming along? I've arranged for comment verification to fail for any of you who want to write glowing comments about how you're all ready for the holidays now and can just sit back and enjoy your friends and family. Besides, I don't believe you. Bah Humbug!
You know that classic poem, The Night Before Christmas? It was SOOO obviously written by a man. No woman I know would be in bed with a settled brain on the night before Christmas--we're all up, trying to finish wrapping the gifts and prepping whatever we can for Christmas brunch and dinner.
I know that somehow, everything will get done, and whatever doesn't get done, really doesn't matter much anyway. In about another week, I'll simply give up and surrender myself to the great cosmic universe, muttering under my breath, "It is what it is," but for now, life feels a little crazy. Wouldn't it be better to celebrate Christmas every OTHER year instead of annually? Or every FOUR years, like the Olympics?