It appears that we have survived the Mayan Apocalypse. Either the prophecy was a bust or I’m living in some sort of alternate universe. Darn Mayans. It’s got to be a little embarrassing since we’ve been hearing about 12/21/12 for years and nothing happened. Another doomsday prophecy that failed to deliver! Since we’re still here, we need to finish those Christmas preparations after all. Let’s take a look at my to-do list, shall we?
Crossed-Off the To-Do List
- Christmas cards created and mailed (mostly – we ran out of stamps and have to get more, so if your card doesn’t arrive until after Christmas, my apologies)
- Christmas shopping finished (mostly – we still need one more gift. Fun fact: did you know that there is a limit to the amount of alcohol you can buy at the ABC store without needing a permit? Also, our house looks like an Amazon warehouse)
- Annual holiday trek to the mall, the result of which causes us to question the future of humanity and leave somewhat enraged and quite over our “fellow man.” There should be a holiday merit badge for surviving a trip to the mall this time of year
Christmas tree skirt picked up from the dry cleaners and ready to put around the treenever mind. Skirt won’t be ready until Monday. What’s another few days?
- Gift cards for daycare teachers dropped off (although one had already left for the year, so she won’t get it until 2013. It’s the thought that counts, right?)
- Gifts wrapped and under the tree. We brought down the wrapping paper; does that count?
- Seasonal crafts made w/ Daniel in order to imbue the joy of the season. Um not so much. In addition to feeling like crap this week, the light in our kitchen went out yesterday, making it impossible to see to do anything. Jimmy had to replace the ballast in our light. Nothing like a little home improvement over the holidays!
- Festive holiday films watched (We started Christmas Vacation but haven’t finished it)
- Menu for Christmas Eve dinner planned and procured (frozen pizza could work, right?)
- Exterior illumination completed (still lacking an extension cord for one set of lights)
I feel so unprepared for the fact that Christmas is next week. Next week! How did that happen? It’s almost laughable how not ready we are. It’s not how I wanted it to be. I have Norman Rockwell visions of a perfect, meaningful holiday. Usually it doesn’t pan out, but this year it’s so far from being perfect, it’s ridiculous.
I’m no Martha Stewart, but I promise we are more organized and prepared than this usually. I chalk it up to this year, to 2012 constantly throwing curve balls.
But that’s OK. Jimmy and I have gotten to the point where we have accepted that nothing is going according to plan or desire. We have to accept it because we are out of time. Christmas is next week, and we are going out of town for our first Christmas event. The presents may not be wrapped and under the tree until Christmas Eve. We may not get to do any of the traditions we have worked hard to create over the years. It is what it is. Time for me to shrug and move on.
Low expectations feel freeing too. This year, we’ll just do our thing, and it may be more about getting through Christmas. As long as the three of us are together and healthy (please, universe, please!), that’s all that matters.