Monday, December 14, 2009
My goal of "Do something Christmas everyday" turned out to be like a bad diet for me. I have been off "the diet" for at least a week. Recently I found myself in the car fussing in my mind about all I had to do and realized if I was two I'd be lying on the floor kicking and screaming. (At least that thought made me laugh.) I have all the time in the world this year. I'm not working and I have no little children to care for, so why isn't this easier? My only answer is my expectations are to high. Now that my Christmas presents are done I feel more on an even keel. All I can say is like dieting I'm taking it one day at a time and if I fall off the Christmas wagon there is always tomorrow.