This guy looks like I feel. I only have a few Christmas presents bought and no Christmas cards written or sent. No halls decked. No holiday baking or crafting done. Not to mention that Christmas tree standing in my living room with lights but no ornaments. Even the cats seem to know that it's inferior as they haven't even bothered to destroy it. Meow. Meh.
It's so funny how we have a full year to get ready for the holidays. I mean we know that they are coming but in the end, people like me are running around calculating shopping days and mailing deadlines at the last minute. I so want to be the girl with perfectly wrapped presents under the tree. The one who is bustling between neighbors' front doors, dressed like Christmas joy and delivering freshly baked cookies. But instead - Oh Mylanta...I'm going to be one of those people, standing at the post office in line for two hours while some stranger behind me breathes down my neck with a rasp that can only mean that I'll be moaning in bed with a flu within a week's time.
Tell me, readers....you're all done, aren't you? You're sitting back with hot cocoa and cookies with sprinkles and thinking, "Ahhhh.." Right?
Until next time,
x's and o's,