I'm supposed to cook for 12 people next week when I don't like to cook, decorate, bake festive cookies, come up with 30 advent gifts that are cheap but not made with lead paint, buy and wrap presents for these people, act excited when I receive a tin of stale popcorn as a gift, finish 40 hours of cpe in the next 2 weeks for work, make cards and photo calendars, hide a tattletale elf around the house every night for 30 days, create a memorable holiday moment with thousands of other angst-ridden people, make 2 hams for Christmas when I hate ham, go to holiday parties with coworkers and pretend we like each other...oh, and prance around the house in a sexy Santa suit with jingle bells on my ass.
Yes, I could say no to many of these things, but then it wouldn't feel like Christmas.
o.k. I read this again & it sounds awful, especially when many people have no one to cook for or money to buy food. This is about our & others expectations of the holidays - it's too much. I will try to simplify, but I know I won't.
I know I'm talking to myself here, but I deserve it. No one reads a blog when there is nothing to read. Now I will complain; I don't know why, but it seems more difficult now with the kids (age 7 & 5) than when they were babies. I thought it gets easier? The house is a constant stream of talking, demanding, & destroying. I know I should relax and enjoy this time with them, but some days I want to run from the house screaming. Oh, and here come the holidays, which means less time & more cooking & shopping. I do try to make it as simple as possible, but the reality is there are demands from school and family that make it not so simple. If I had time, I would do some paper crafting, so I wanted to share these: