Everything is flying by and the fact that tomorrow is the 21st already just caught up with me all in one little minute.All I can do is just what I can do, but I'm just worried all of a sudden Christmas is going to be passed and I'll feel like all I was doing was working and stressing and not enjoying my favorite holiday.
Mark is very perceptive to my poo-brain, so he gave me this gift yesterday (a little early.) How cute?! I've named him Bartleby the Strawbaby, but also Barty, but also I'm thinking maybe Ultros. I love the little guy, but I love Markie for giving me a stuffed strawberry with legs and arms to cheer me up, because it did.
|There he is, riding Gosig, my dog from Ikea.|
I know this is the 10+ hour work days talking, but I know I'll get over it. Once I get everything all straightened with presents, I'll be in a lot better shape. Unfortunately, that will probably be Friday evening. Christmas is my absolute favorite; it would take a lot for me to be crabby about it. I just need a nap! And to stop playing Fruit Ninja when I have to get up at 6:30 in the morning!