and all seems peaceful. This year with Christmas falling on a Friday, it was nice to have a full weekend to recuperate. Up until Christmas morning when the kids were opening their presents, it was just stress, stress, and more stress - the mad push to "will I ever get everything done on time?" Each year seems to just get more and more grueling, and this year, I really tried to figure it out. Another thing I do is try to promise myself that next Christmas I'll be more organized, that I'll wrap presents as I bring them into the house (this promise is made every year, and I have yet to follow through), that I'll get my shopping done way in advance, and again, WRAP IT EARLY. I also promise myself that I will bake tons of cookies and even get a little crafty. Well, it just doesn't happen, and I can't understand why.
When my kids were young, I just don't remember getting to the utmost stress level at christmas. Maybe because I didn't work; maybe because we spent a lot more time at home instead of running around all over. I just remember being super tired; more tired than I'd ever been, and staying up very very late on Christmas Eve wrapping endless piles of toys. You would think now that I have no more babies that things would be easier. Well for some reason they're not.
Let's talk crafts. This year I got ambitious, well, ambitious in my head that is. I went to the craft store with glee purchasing all the necessary supplies to make homemade candles AND precious initial glitter gift tags. Okay, so all those supplies are still in the bag - maybe next year???? I guess I should start them in the summer. The one craft I did manage to get off is a scrapbook for my Dad celebrating his birthday back in October. It was my first time scrapbooking, and I have to confess, I loved it. The finished product is so inviting; so interesting, I would love to do more of it Summer again???
I truly don't mean to complain . . that's not my purpose. In fact, at church Christmas morning surrounded by my family, belting out christmas hymns, I felt a wonderful warmth and spiritual peace. Just the singing in church brings tears to my eyes. I am so blessed and thankful.
But tell me, how can we do Christmas better?
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