Thanksgiving is barely over, and I'm feeling the anxiety of how much I have to do before Christmas gets here. All of the making, decorating, planning, traveling... feels really overwhelming right now. I don't know why! I love this time of year and all of the festivities that come with it. Maybe it's because everyone is so sick. (BLECK!) Our living room is starting to look like a sick tornado has spun through it, complete with empty tissue boxes, piles of pillows, blankets, and pink kitty nebulizer. Hopefully, now that everyone is on neb treatments and antibiotics, we will be on the mend and we can get on with Christmas already!
The neb masks were hung by the chimney with care....
The pink kitty nebulizer
Maybe it's my psychotic need to have a "perfect" holiday, or the unrealistic expectations I have on myself, but my list is a mile long, and I am light years away from being able to complete it. I have only purchased one gift for Christmas this year, and it's for Jared, and he was there when I got it... so no surprises there, and the gift making has not yet begun. Also we do not have a single decoration up yet. Jared has been in bed all day with a fever, and Micah was plumb-tuckered from taking a walk earlier today (we needed to get some fresh air!)... so Jesse and I are enjoying a little mug of hot chocolate and then we're going to start with the decorating. The tree won't go up tonight. It's in the garage and I can't carry it in by myself. So we will have to cherish these little moments together, listening to Christmas music, drinking our cocoa, and putting up a couple of things to make this house look like Christmas is coming. I know these moments are few and fleeting, so I am determined to enjoy them in the midst of the chaos that is our life.