Well, here we are again - less than a month from Christmas. This startling revelation hit me this weekend. And then that sick, panic feeling started to creep in. I better get my crabby, bah-humbug butt in gear. So far I'm not feeling the holiday mood.
Even putting up the Christmas Shower curtain (you know - the naked santa) didn't help. I did get a few little decorations up and I hooked another small table mat. I'm not going to blog it until I decide what to do with it.
I did make a list. Not a naughty/nice list like Santa does - but a OMG . . . . this is what's left to do list. Now if I could just tackle it quickly. Actually the list made me feel better.
I hope to draw out another little gift mat tonight and maybe make the Christmas card list. I am also going to continue my subtle campaign to switch to an artificial tree this year. Dear old Auntie is holding out for a real one. (But she isn't the one who does all the work) I may have to get devious to get my way.
I realize this is a bit of a rambling, dis-jointed post. It sums up the day as it seems I have hopped from one thing to another. I hope this is not a pattern for the month.