The head cold struck. Mr. T is asleep upstairs voluntarily after I called him in sick today. I'm miserable on the couch next to a box of tissues. Mr. B is starting to sniffle. Christmas is 24 days away and I'm feeling horrible and inadequate. Why do I think I'm to get all the work done in a single day? It's unrealistic and I know that, yet here I am looking outside at the snow drifts and worrying about Christmas card orders and getting other holiday-related errands run.
We've a tree--trimmed and sturdy enough NOT to crash over. My house is dusted and decorated (as much as I'm willing to decorate). My Etsy orders are done as of last night and I've got only a couple online purchases to complete. I even made some caramel corn. But there is looms--the 25th of December. Goading me. Challenging me. Making me feel like I have to be busy, busy, busy. But I haven't the energy to drag my tail off the couch, let alone drive the Momvan around town.
Doesn't this inspire you to head over to Eco Women: Protectors of the Planet to read what holiday decorating tips I wrote up? Actually, we'll have great holiday stuff all week, so be sure to drop by.
Coming tomorrow: I'm giving away books & other goodies!