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Seven minutes away from Christmas, as I begin typing.
My sleep schedule is way out of whack, my mom has caught the "sick-on-Christmas" misfortune I've seen going around and is miserable, I still feel guilty for not getting presents for everyone I wanted to, we ran out of tags, we can't find the scissors, and I still feel like Christmas kind of came up and blindsided me.
But.
The tree is decorated and proudly striving to contain a near-overflowing table of gifts, it's as cold a December as we've ever had, with frost forming outside, I don't know what all my presents are, the kids are going to light up when they see what I got them, and my dad's got Christmas Day off.
One minute to Christmas. I'm pretty happy.
Happy holidays, to everyone - whatever you celebrate, however you celebrate, I hope you have a good one. If you don't celebrate, I wish you happiness anyway, because it's the right time of year for collecting yourself and smiling and looking ahead.
It just turned Christmas.
:)
My sleep schedule is way out of whack, my mom has caught the "sick-on-Christmas" misfortune I've seen going around and is miserable, I still feel guilty for not getting presents for everyone I wanted to, we ran out of tags, we can't find the scissors, and I still feel like Christmas kind of came up and blindsided me.
But.
The tree is decorated and proudly striving to contain a near-overflowing table of gifts, it's as cold a December as we've ever had, with frost forming outside, I don't know what all my presents are, the kids are going to light up when they see what I got them, and my dad's got Christmas Day off.
One minute to Christmas. I'm pretty happy.
Happy holidays, to everyone - whatever you celebrate, however you celebrate, I hope you have a good one. If you don't celebrate, I wish you happiness anyway, because it's the right time of year for collecting yourself and smiling and looking ahead.
It just turned Christmas.
:)