We're smack dab in the middle of holiday season, and we're all busy buying gifts and planning parties. Maybe you're working a full-time job, too, and spare time seems more like a fairytale town than something you can actually have during this time of year.
I get it. You're bushed. There are still gifts to buy and cakes to make and candies, cookies...and weren't we supposed to hand make our gifts for the office/scout troop? And where are my sparkly socks that match the sparkly top.. you know, the one I wore last year?
I mean, really, the list could go on and on, right? There never seems to be enough time in the day, let alone around the holidays. Plus, it's so dark by the time the work day is over that it feels as if it's bed time before it's even time to cook supper and wrangle the kids through homework and showers and the myriad little odds and ends that children love to pull, wadded and mangled, from their backpacks just before bed, with a "here, I need you to sign this. The field trip is tomorrow and it costs twenty-five dollars, cash only..."
[That last thing happened to you recently, didn't it? I can smell your hair scorching from here.]
But let's face it. When it really comes down to it, we love the holidays. We love the time spent with family (even if we really don't care to spend any time with them during any other time of the year). We love giving gifts to grandma and the six nephews that like to run circles around the dessert table with imaginary guns and endless pew-pew-pew noises. We love it. You love it. I love it. Admit it.
But the best part about the holidays, the part that we love the most, is when it's all over. The gifts are opened, everyone's belly is stuffed, and the logs are crackling in the fireplace. The kids are content. Grandma is snoring in the recliner with her mouth open and her dentures partially unglued. This is the part we all like best, I'd wager. The relaxation that comes directly after all the worry, fuss, and build up that is the holidays.
Look, try to take it easy on yourself this year. The holiday will still be just as memorable for those you spend time with if you don't make the extra three pounds of Martha Washington candy. Promise. So, take a deep breath. Relax if at all possible, and let the holidays unfold around you in all the glorious mess that is family time wrapped up with a pretty bow and some wrinkled Christmas paper left over from last year.
Happy Holidays. Cheers.
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