Peach State says: Holiday Rush…The Complaint Department is Open!
Holiday Rush…The Complaint Department is Open!
The holidays have begun and left me in the dust! Thanksgiving caught me by surprise for the first time this year. I have never been so out of control…BUT…the food was delicious! “Or so I was told!” The Christmas decorations were put up, in a minimal way, giving the new home its first taste of the Christmas Season!
I have only bought one present…”Can your believe it?”
Me…the organized pre-Christmas Rush shopper! I might as well be married to the Grinch. “Oh wait…I am!” (No…I am serious!). Today, for instance, the alarm company is, once again, coming out to work on the alarm system. Hopefully he will be done in time for me to race over to the school, at 1:40, and check out our youngest who has two appointments an hour away. We should get home about 6:45 ish. He can then start on his homework while I quickly prepare the remnants of dinner before hubby gets home about 7:10.
“There does not seem to be enough time in my day to do anything of my choosing…much less Christmas shopping!”
Now add in the extra practices for the Christmas programs…Yep, multiple!
( one on the 14th and the other on Christmas Eve) Hubby has over-ruled several practices due to the move and our out of town guests. But the upcoming practices…kinda gotta go to them. The one this Sunday and the performance Sunday I will have to stay over close to the church. So…I will have to have everything with me to get me through the whole day. I will more than likely camp out in the parking lot or….(shhh!) hide out in the bathroom until everyone is gone…Nope! They set the alarm after everyone is gone! Parking lot it is…
With all of the extra running, to and fro, with these errands an hour away I have to creatively conserve gas. Money is short this month due to the move and some of my money did not make the address change time limit. Maybe that is another reason for the lack of needing to shop.
Deadlines…there are just too many deadlines. Oh…and now there is a small wedding to plan, I think, shortly after my military son gets home in December. “I need a moment to break down…scream…pull my hair out.”
“Does anyone have a pill I can borrow?” Can’t seem to fit in a trip to the doctor about this…he is too far away anyway…and I don’t have the money to pay! (Vicious circle…vicious circle!)
So what have I learned from this rant? I have learned I need to move a few things to make room for a few more. I have learned I better go shopping before our youngest gets out of school the 19th. I have learned I better plan my wardrobe wisely, before heading to church, to lessen my needed items to pack… “I am tired just thinking about it!” Maybe I will just buy a gift card for the three older sons and some
COAL clothes, a basketball and a book for the youngest. (Suddenly I am giddy!) If that is all I have to buy I can do it tomorrow!
DANCE OF JOY!
Sorry! I lost my head for a moment! The dryer just beckoned…so I am off to continue my menial but, needed chores.
“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”