I Can't Believe I'm Here Again! Behind the Eight Ball at Christmas.
Less than a week until Christmas. Have all the gifts yet?
This is my M.O. I start out strong, ordering gifts online, wrapping at the dining room table with Christmas music playing and the tree twinkling in the next room. Sometimes I even make myself a cup of hot cocoa to really send the whole thing over the top. Yessiree, this year I'm going to kick back the week before Christmas, bake cookies with the kids and watch "It's a Wonderful Life".
Then it all falls apart. Work gets hectic, kids need holiday stuff done for school, the dogs have to go to the groomers, and suddenly it's Christmas Eve and I'm frantically wrapping gifts for my in-laws in the car on the way to their house.
Every year I swear that next year it'll be different, and every year I find myself here again.
Why? WHY? Where does it all go wrong? Maybe it's that I'm so determined to not get swept up in the hectic holiday pace, I dig in my heels to the point of sluggishness. Maybe it's that I have to block off extra time for doing the things that are inevitably going to pop up. Secret Sharing gifts at school, volunteers at class parties. I seem to never factor these things in. Or maybe it's just that one woman simply can't do EVERYTHING.
What ever it is, next year it'll be different.