This is a hard time of year for many people.
From the week before Thanksgiving through January 1, I waver between being on the verge of a complete panic attack, find myself anxious and excited with everything there is to do to prepare for the big days ahead, feel tempted to stick a fork in my eye over complete frustration, exhibit weepy and melancholy behavior over people I miss, how pretty all the lights are and the kindness of strangers, I’m more exhausted during the holiday season than any other time of year and I am filled with a sense of blissful happiness. During this time frame, I can go through this cycle on a daily basis.
I’m a mess.
I simultaneously love and loathe the holidays.
Pulling three bins of Christmas crap out of the garage and untangling lights is the worst. Lola’s mild but curious interest in the tree and ornaments? Magical.
The hunt for the perfect gift, piles and piles of presents, marathon wrapping sessions and ribbon paper cuts? I loathe it all! The look on their faces when they open your gift = AWESOME!
Baking with Lucas? Yes, please! Eating half a dozen cookies and having to workout a little harder… BLAH!!
The daily To Do list? No, thanks. Crossing items off, however, feels great.
Spending time with friends doing holiday related activities? Love it.
Receiving beautiful holiday cards in the mail? J’adore! Picking a decent family photo, designing a card, addressing and stamping 200 envelopes… not so much.
The Elf of the Shelf? The jury is still out, but we are definitely having fun with it!
What do you love and/or loathe about this time of the year?