It dawned on me today that there are only 17 days left until Christmas. For some reason, I had this deluded idea that I had tons of time. Not only have I not even made a list of people to send cards to, I have not bought one single gift yet. Not one. While I am not one of those people who boasts of being done shopping in August (what is that about?), I am usually in better shape than this.
Granted, there have been other things occupying my mind and time (no more contractions today; thanks for all the prayers), but I am not sure I can even catch up this year. You know what? I don’t really care! Ha HA! What a great feeling that is to discover! This year, since I am so totally behind, I am thinking of throwing the whole boatload to the ducks. Maybe I won’t decorate the mantle, maybe I won’t get wrapped and pretty and all ‘Martha Stewarty’ packages off to the family. Maybe no one will get hand knit socks (don’t everyone cry at once). It feels really good to not care! How ’bout them apples?
The tree is up. The manger is on top of the piano, and that’s about it. Perhaps that’s enough. How cool is that idea? I called DFM at work today and suggested this year, we should skip gifts for each other. Really, what do we need? We need big things, like to be out of debt, and to pay off the work we just had done on the house, and not giving useless presents will help us get to those bigger goals quicker. We are getting the kids one nice family gift, and one thing for each of them. Santa will fill their stockings, and grandma is sure to send more than one box, but for us, this year is looking like it will be pared down, and it is actually a releif.
There will be more time to focus on each other, on reading stories by the fire, playing games, making cookies and teaching my children what Christmas really is. Maybe, I won’t be all stressed out and feel like I let someone, somewhere down. This year, I’m letting everyone down! I’m so happy!