I am overzealous about Christmas. I always have my Christmas shopping done way ahead of time (usually in the summer), and my gifts are always wrapped early in December and sitting under the tree. I make Christmas treats to share with friends and family, and I inscribe long, personal notes in all of my Christmas cards (sent out the day after Thanksgiving, of course).
Except, not this year.
This year, I had a baby. This year, I joined the ranks of the perennially overwhelmed. This year, I fell behind.
In the next day and a half, I have to bake 4 dozen chocolate chip cookies and 4 dozen pecan bars and pack them in tins for my friends and family. I also need to wrap a boatload of presents and arrange them into bags for each stop along our way. I haven’t even begun to pack for the 6-day trip, and if you’ve ever traveled with an infant, you know that might be the biggest job of all.
Oh, yeah, Joe wants to have our family Christmas celebration on Thursday night, so I have just tonight after work to do all of that stuff. And I’m sick and getting sicker.
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