It’s been a hellish week. I haven’t sat down for more than five minutes at a time. Sleep is eluding me.
I had planned on being so organised this year (like every year!) and I was not going to rush around in December.
I was going to buy all presents that needed to be posted in November, wrap and parcel them up and as soon as December hit, pop to the Post Office, in a calm and queue free way and they would be winging their way to grateful recipients in time to put under their trees. Christmas cards would be written at leisure, a few at a time, and posted in plenty of time. The Santa photo would be taken and printed in the middle of November, ensuring no last minute panics on that one. All Amazon orders would be completed before the prices of the must have toys and games doubled, and certainly before they were out of stock. The tree would be decorated on 1 December for the children to enjoy.
I still haven’t done all of the shopping.
I ran out of cards before I got to the end of my list and have had to buy more; they are still not written.
I hate writing Christmas cards.
I have stood in many queues (with a grouchy toddler).
The Post Office is my new home as parcels are taken at random intervals when ready – soon they will know my name, rather than just thinking of me as the harassed Scottish woman. And, I missed the ‘last posting’ date.
I hate customs forms.
I posted an envelope full of photographs for my in-laws, without any stamps… I’m wondering how long it will take to get back to me so I can try again.
The Santa photo was delayed in the end because the wee girl decided to dive off the sofa and land on the iPad charger, face first.
I have been to the instant photo machine three times because I keep miscounting the number of Santa photos I need; I now, of course, have too many.
Christmas decorations are strewn all over the floor, and the tree still isn’t finished.
I daren’t look at Amazon.
’tis the season to be jolly… and exhausted!
Next year, I will be organised…
How are your Christmas preparations going?!