So I’m stressed. And I’m sure I’m not the only one. At this moment I have a tree standing in my living room that is totally bare. Christmas *stuff* spread out on the floor, presents thrown in a corner, and dishes in my sink. I NEVER leave dishes in my sink. That one hurts.
I’ve yet to get my cards out. They have been signed and the return addresses are done, now I just need to stick on the labels. And yes, I’m using labels. My sister threw a fit and said it’s not personal that way but damn it, I signed the inside!
When I left the house this morning I was a wreck. Still suffering the remnants of a stomach bug and fighting off anxiety attacks. But somehow the day has gotten better. I’m starting to feel a little bit better. I have three evenings in which to get things done before heading out of town and I think I might actually pull this off.
How about you? Are you having panic attacks right along with me or are you sailing through calm as can be? And if you’re one of those people who has been ready for Christmas since August – just pass this one on by. I can’t chance being sucked back into the fog.
Here’s your chance to vent. Get it all out right here and leave it behind. If you’re like me you still have laundry, packing, shopping, wrapping, planning, driving, cooking, decorating, and coloring your hair to do. Well, you might not have to color your hair but I bet there’s the other stuff. Bitch, moan, cry, wail and curse. We’ll all feel better for having gotten it out.