We had a nice, but too short weekend. I swear to you, they never last long enough. I am not sure how many days it would take for me to think I had enough time....but I can tell you it is more than 2! I did manage to get the laundry caught up, and we had Sunday dinner with the kids, but I never got my Christmas stuff put out, and I never got my lists made for Christmas shopping. I am starting to feel the panic of the season. It brings me to this - December. A month I have been given some large gifts, 2 children born to me, and my sweet granddaughter. I should love December, and I am thankful for my blessings, however, I do not love this season. For me, it has always been a season of reflection. I always think by this time next year we will have taken care of this or that, or I will be better prepared, or I won't procrastinate all the things that need done, are due, year end work things that have to be done. I will be on top of things. And then December hits, and here I am. Procrastination has won yet again. Except it isn't all procrastination. The season is a demanding, busy, weird, feels-like-an-afterthought sort of time. The school is a great example - it is the end of the semester, we must have 35 tests, assessments, projects due, but also we have to have a fundraiser for charity, a sock drive for the less fortunate, movie watching day where you need to bring a blanket and a snack, pajama wearing day, holiday headwear day, a cookie decorating bar where we need you to send sprinkles, we must have a hot chocolate day where we need parents to send supplies, we must have a holiday meal where we want you to show up to eat, a party for our class where we need parents to sign up to bring the snacks, we have a gift exchange in 3 different classes but we don't want this to be a burden so we are setting a limit of $2 (as if there is anything left in this world that you can purchase for that price), we are having a math lesson on measuring and need gift wrap donated, oh let's throw in a band concert, we need.....we need.....we need. Added to the fact that I don't enjoy shopping, loathe wrapping, and believe that piped in Christmas music is nothing short of torture, and well....bah humbug. Bah humbug times 1000. Now, don't get me wrong, I love Christmas, and Christmas music, and baking with the kids, and having everyone gathered, I just hate the overblown, overrated disaster that society has made out of something that was never meant to be a burden. I have said over and over and over Jesus Christ was born in a barn, and we all missed the point. And that brings me back to my point. I have 2000 things going on, not enough time to get them all done, and a procrastinating personality that makes this time of the year into a giant cesspool of insanity for my poor, sad, tired brain.
I am fine....everything is fine! Everything always works out. I am fine...everything is fine.
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