Stalking the Stacks with Library Lil * |
2005-11-28 It might be no secret that the holidays really stress me out. What might be a secret though: I kinda like it. I can think of no other reason that I with no lists from family members--nay barely my own composed--that I agreed to celebrate the Illinois Christmas on Dec 21. What this means is that we will actually be travelling on Dec 18 and so I must have all presents bought, wrapped and shipped prior to then. Shipped because my car is full. This may seem like a lot of time, unless you are like me and prefer to shop in your jammies from the comfort of home at 10pm. Amazon is promising some stuff shipped today will arrive Dec 16th. Meanwhile I have all this stuff to do to get ready. Seriously--the tree, the cards, finishing the scarves (3 at last count), finishing the quilt (baby has been born--must get quilt done). This doesn't count the presents, the christmas cookies and the "some assembly" required for the ladies' presents.Oh sure I could do less. I haven't promised the scarf to my mother's helper. The cookies are simply a charming family activity and cards! smards! But I like all those things. I like being busy. I'm just not sure why it stresses me all out. Because wouldn't it follow that if I liked being this busy and in fact added stuff to the holidays and agreed to early presents that I would be in my glory? Maybe if I had someone who wasn't dragging along behind me whining about it being too early for the tree and too early for shopping. Now, let's add the complication. We are celebrating at my mom's house this year. We have no idea where this might be. She changed churches this year, and because she was within driving distance of where they lived, there was no pressure to move her to the new parsonage. Instead the new church sold their parsonage, and is buying a new one. They were supposed to close this week, but they don't have all the paperwork--some of whcih if you ask my mom is lost in the mail. The date my mom gave the movers: Dec 14--4 days prior to our arrival. Complicate it more: My brother, the person responsible for moving Christmas up one week, is having job "issues" that I can't discuss and don't really understand. But he may be soon leaving his job for another job. The last time he did this he suddenly decided he couldn't do Christmas until Dec 31. I asked him point blank if that would happen this year. His response: I don't think so. I think he'll know more next week. I know--more tense for him than me--but really this is his own making, so I feel not one lick of sorry for him. My mom keeps saying--I know it will all work out. I'm glad she's so sure. Me, I'm doing as much shopping as I can, and hopefully if Christmas gets postponed, I can enjoy the week before Christmas. |
