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That's because every. single. year I go into a Christmas panic on approximately Nov. 27.
I'll never get everything done! There's too too much! This year Christmas will be RUINED by my ineptitude!
What I forget is that as I panic in late November, I have three whole weeks plus four days in which to get the things done that I want done before Christmas. Everything doesn't have to be done before December starts.
In the past several days I've made great progress on my to-do list. Tree up and living room completely covered in festivity? Check. Finish knitting the rice-bag-friendly mitts for the wonderful co-workers in my office? Check. Host office party? Check. Rustle up a white elephant gift for my women's group party? Check. Discuss Christmas shopping with Husband and split up the actual shopping? Check. Shop? Check. Order Christmas cards and write Christmas letter? Check, with the proof that the graphic today is on the letter. The cards themselves will be in the mail before Thursday.
And because Husband is in charge of the wrapping in our family (did I find a rare one one or what?) my to-do's are down to baking peppernuts and weaving in the yarn ends on one final knitting project.
Everything did not need to be done by the time I first panicked about the mountain of tasks that were standing between me and Christmas. Everything had to be done now, and everything pretty much is done. The first wave of Boys arrives tonight, and I'm ready. I've even had enough time to take recuperation soup to a friend who had surgery last week.
It's a Christmas miracle.
I have a similar unnecessary freak-out every year. Fine, SEVERAL similar freak-outs. Usually one right after Thanksgiving, one in very early December, and one in mid-December. And yet it all gets done, or else it didn't need to be done.
ReplyDeleteIt's so true. I don't remember a single time that after Christmas I thought "If only I had worried about it more, we would have had a much better time."
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