It started out as a reasonably good day. Dh and I got some technical details hammered out with our new scanner, which plays a major role in the christmas gifts I’m frantically trying to finish before the magic free shipping disappears from Shutterfly. I pulled up my laptop, and went to town.
But then there’s the small child to take care of, and 3 broken DVD players (seriously, how can I have THREE broken DVD players in my house? It says so much about me, but exactly what it says I can’t think about because I’m too busy worrying about what it says about me that I’m still working on Christmas gifts that have to be shipped across the country a mere 10 days before Christmas).
So I set my shoulders, gritted my teeth, ignored my child and all the noises she was making, taking a mental note that I’d clean up any disasters later.
Then my computer froze, my work was lost, my son came home from school, needing food and transportation to an activity. There is no dinner, no snack, and he has to walk to his activity in the freezing cold because I have finally pulled out our portable DVD player and my 3 year old was watching Snow White with only her shirt on and we didn’t have time to wrestle her into her clothing before above-mentioned son had to be where he needed to be.
So, to sum up, I worked for 2 hours on a project that is lost, I’m late with this blog post, DH had to pick up dinner (I voted for Burger King, he’s making home-made soup—guess who was in a better mood during the dinner discussion), there are envelopes strewn about the hall from my daughter opening up every christmas card that came in the mail today, and there is a volcano of Fruit Drink Mix from the cannery spilled ALL OVER the kitchen because the above mentioned daughter was having fun with food storage while her mother was actively ignoring her in favor of making a digital photo project for her grandmother. Also, she is still half naked, and I have to go pick up above mentioned son because it’s too dark for him to walk back, and hopefully we’ll all get dinner before I have to head out to a Christmas book group where oh yeah I haven’t read the book.
So I apologize for not having something profound and moving to say. But if anybody else’s Christmas season is making them feel a little frazzled, just know that I HEAR YA, SISTER! and that sometimes, I wish I could curl up on the couch with a DVD half naked, too.
Okay, maybe just curled up in a fleecy blanket with hot chocolate topped with a scoop of ice-cream would suffice. I don’t need everything, you know.
How are YOU managing the stress of the season?