The stockings are hung by the chimney with care. The tree is up, there are ornaments galore, and thanks to my two-year-old, half of them are on the floor. But why oh, why, can’t I get in the mood? Someone please help me get out of my Christmas funk. . .um, dude.
OK, so I’m not great at rhyming. And I really DO love this wonderful holiday. I even work hard to remind our kids what it’s really all bout: the true Holy meaning of the season, not just Santa, presents, and cookies. But this year, I’m having a tough time getting into the spirit.
It could be the crazy book-signing schedule for Richmond Rocks I’ve been adhering to, or the fact that we’ve just moved into a rental house 1/2 the size of our former living quarters, so we’re cramped in a small space with a fraction of the usual Christmas trappings. Or, it could be that I have a to-do list a mile long and a bunch of presents to buy, and I can’t seem to find the time to get to the store without three little kids in tow.
I’m just struggling with the holidays this year.
I so desperately want to go on a tacky lights tour, visit Santa, and shop for Toys for Tots. I just can’t . . .seem to fit any of it in the schedule. The laundry is piled up, the mail stack mountain has slid down sideways on the kitchen island, and my Christmas cards have yet to be addressed.
Which begs the question: Why am I sitting at my computer clickety-clacking away, when I should be checking off my to-do list?
No good answers here. Other than that this is therapy much less-expensive, quicker and more cathartic that I imagine any therapist could deliver. And, that I’m hoping by sharing this message that you, the reader, can breathe a sigh of relief that you are not the only one struggling to deck the halls with a fa-la-la when all you really want to do is take a little power nap.
I’m sure as the next few days unfold, school is out, and we begin wrapping gifts it’ll all come into focus, and the magical season will fill me with the spirit. For now though, there’s only one thing I need to be filled, and that’s my ginormous coffee cup, as I ready for another busy day.
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