Yay! Grades are in for all of my eight classes of the semester, and I can get off the treadmill for a while…er, maybe for a day anyway. At some point, I must buy, wrap, and deliver gifts; decorate my tree and home; peruse cookbooks for holiday dishes that are appropriate for get-togethers, cookie exchanges, breakfast, brunch, lunch, and dinner; look carefully at the calendar to make sure I can work in a couple of Christmas concerts, my nephew’s rehearsal dinner and wedding, and other miscellaneous events, including tonight’s book club for which I’m to bring a book for a book exchange (got it covered) and a food treat (still working on that); plan some entertainment for a family Christmas gathering, and so on and on and on. In fact, why am I taking precious minutes to write this? I need to hit the malls right now!
Does this sound familiar? Are all of you gals out there in Blogland as stressed as I am? Why do we do this to ourselves? I’m taking a tip from something I read in a recent newspaper: Tell your family that you’re going out to take care of some Christmas errands and slip into a movie instead. I think I might do just that…after I hang my wreaths and wash the Christmas china, that is.
I must add a little something before posting this. On the way to work this morning, I heard a little story from Chuck Swindoll on the radio. He was telling of a Christmas gathering of Satan and a few of his friends and followers. As they were making merry, the “adversary” told his fellow revelers to make sure that people kept the “Merry” in Christmas so that they’d concentrate on partying, laughing, celebrating, and so forth instead of focusing on the real reason for the season, the birth of Jesus Christ, Savior of mankind.