As I wallow in holiday overwhelm, having come to the conclusion that there's absolutely no way I'll finish my crafting in time and ordering gifts instead, I'm tackling problems that could wait. But, seriously, who wants the Christmas wrapping paper and gift tags mixed in with those for holidays? I've just spent nearly an hour straightening that out. And despite not being able to finish the boys' cardigans in time for Christmas, I've started making my ex-husband a scarf. It's easy and mindless, and quick to do while I engage in my new favorite pasttime, watching Fargo. My son pulled out all the Christmas tree ornaments, but we discovered the lights are burnt out and can't put anything else on until we get new ones. He is coming down with either a cold or flu; I am sad that he's getting sick, but I'm also selfishly thinking about how little help he'll be as I prepare for the rest of the family's arrival on Saturday.
I'm not kidding when I say I'm overwhelmed by it all. I've barely moved from this chair all day because I just don't know where to start. On the plus side, we did plan a menu for our family meal on Sunday. That didn't require getting up and actually doing anything. Nothing is wrapped; nothing except the back door is decorated, a frivolous endeavor involving an "antique" garland I snagged while cleaning out my mother's house. I'm pretty sure it's older than I am. Strung up with a few ornaments and a big burgundy bow, it looks good. And the only way it could have been simpler is if I didn't get up at all.
In the next few days, I'm going to have to do some serious pouring it on. I can't just act like no one's coming and we're not having Christmas. I know I keep saying it's not about the gifts or anything other than being together, but I need to at the very least make my house presentable enough for my family to feel comfortable. I still haven't sent my Christmas cards either. Tomorrow will be a long day.
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