Being DONE

So, it really is becoming Christmas!

I'm stressing out. :)

This year has just been so tough for me to get 'into' it. I usually have my tree up by November 1st. And I usually have presents bought and stockings all but filled. I'm usually DONE.

This year, though, I'm not even started. I mean, I *DID* host my 9th annual cookie-exchange party last week. It was fun, and some of my dearest friends drove down from Calgary or Medicine Hat to be with me, while others were new friends who live right around the corner. There was yummy food, and yummy cookies, and it was the first moment in a while that I felt like Christmas was truly beginning. Not that I need the dang cookies hanging around. My butt is bigger than Santa's and it's only the first week of December! I have a trusty/dusty treadmill and no desire to make any further excuses for not using it.

And the house is decorated now. Thanks to Will, he went with a friend out to the mountains where he chopped down a REAL tree. And, it is beautiful! I loved that he did it FOR ME... knowing that it's been hard for me to feel settled here and that decorating the tree would bring back some of that happiness I've been searching for.

I will be done my shopping by next week. So help me. I will do all 7 kids' gifts and be DONE. I will do all the parents' gifts and be DONE. I will do Will. (haha, sorry, it was too easy) Because I refuse to spend the holidays worried about what I have and haven't done. I just want to watch the kids play and cuddle with Will in front of the fire on Uncle Kannie's LoveSac with Christmas music filling the air.

Oh, and I want to eat cookies. :)