So the Mayans were wrong and the world didn't end yesterday. At midnight last night, I was rejoicing over that fact. At noon today, I had a slightly different opinion.
If you know me, you know that organization is my middle name. In a normal year, I spend the weekend before Christmas admiring my nicely wrapped gifts under the tree while drinking egg nog and laughing at the last minute shoppers that are running each other over to get the last stocking stuffer Target has on the shelf. The boys think I'm crazy when I get out the sorting baskets in January and start filling them with the bargains and gems I find for the following Christmas.
If you haven't guessed, at noon today I was one of those crazy shoppers filling my cart while screaming "that'll work" in my mind. I was moving at a mile a minute (ok, with traffic is wasn't that fast) trying to get from store to store, checking must have items off the list. I had to park in the north 40, dodging unobservant drivers texting their kids for last minute ideas, while chanting "I'll never do this again!" over and over again in my head.
So if you happen to unwrap a pair of toe socks, a whoopie cushion or an M&M light saber....please know I did my best. And next year (starting in January), I'll try to do better.
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