Don’t get get me wrong I love Christmas. But I also hate it just ever so slightly at the same time. It turns me (and everyone else) into a crazy person. I got heart palpitations yesterday just thinking about everything I need to do. There’s the thinking of gifts part (Cyber Monday comes way too quickly) – major performance anxiety on that front. Then writing cards, decorating the apartment, making a beautiful center piece, putting out candles, choosing a swanky wreath, updating my Christmas music playlist, bake cookies, attend parties, bring appetizers beautiful and thematic enough to be on Pinterest for said parties… (stop to take a breath)… oh and make time to enjoy it all.
Damn it, everything needs to be done according to the spirit of the season! So much to do, so little time! (insert panicked, spiked eggnog face here)