I can't believe it's Monday again. Where the heck do the weekends go???
And I'm starting to stress about the holidays...I have done no Christmas shopping, sent out no Christmas cards and have not baked one single Christmas cookie.
Ack! What the heck am I doing?
Time is running out!
And to make matters worse my weekends are jam-packed from now till Christmas. I have no energy in the evenings to start baking (I'm in bed between 8-9pm every night) so the cookies have been on the backburner (heh...pun intended). I honestly wouldn't even bake this year (oh my god, the HORROR! April doesn't want to BAKE??) if it wasn't for the Cookie Swap at my work on Dec. 17th that I'm a part of and the people in my family that are expecting cookies (I bake them and hand out every year).
I already told Daryl I'm not mailing out cards this year. I feel horrible and un-holiday-ish but I just don't have the time this year--it would just be one more thing for me to stress about (THIS is why I normally mail them out IMMEDIATELY after Thanksgiving usually). Big D and I already got our gift to ourselves (our 32 inch flat tv for our bedroom) so we decided to just get each other a couple of small items for under the tree. But that still leaves all the rest of the family. I have no idea what to get anyone.
This week is a busy one. My doctor's appointment is today at 3:30pm, tomorrow from 3-6pm is my company Christmas party at my office which I have to make my Death by Chocolate for, Friday is my birthday which I took as a day off and I planned on using it to possibly start my Christmas shopping (AND buy an outfit to wear to Daryls's holiday party this weekend)--but yet there is supposed to be a Nor'Easter Thursday into Friday so there is the chance it will be a total wasted day. ARGH! Saturday in the morning we have to go pick up our wedding dvd's (finally), then we're meeting up with Sarah, Brian and Julia for me and Sarah to exchange birthday gifts and in the evening is Daryl's company Christmas party (which I may or may not have a damn outfit for).
How the hell am I going to be able to do all this? And my brain is shot, so I can't remember what is going on Sunday...I PRAY that it's nothing.
Can I go back to bed this morning? Please?
*UPDATE* I SHOULD have gone back to bed. After writing this, I tried to leave for work. I had my car running and locked (to warm up) and realized I could not get in with my spare key. It would not turn in the lock! After calling Triple AAA and having her tell me they could not come out cuz my name wasn't on Daryl's account, I hung up in the bitch's face and promptly broke into tears. 45 minutes and two angry calls from Daryl to Triple AAA later, I'm waiting for someone to show up. My vechile has been running for fourty-freakin-five minutes. I'm late for work. I bawled my eyes out. Trying to just sit here and calm these crazy hormones DOWN.