It's those last few days before Christmas and I'm sitting on a house full of gifts yet to be wrapped. Crafting gifts for one and all takes precious time and I've spent nearly every evening over the last several weeks engulfed in handmade projects for the big day. I've asked myself dozens of times in as many days why I do this every year. The house is a mess. I'm a mess and I haven't eaten anything beyond Campbell's in as long as I can remember.
Despite it all, I'm in love with this all too short season. Every last stressful bit of it.
If all finally goes as planned, I'll be caught up by Sunday and finally staring at a vacuumed house with presents around the tree.
How 'bout you? Are you all bought and wrapped with a cup of egg nog by the fire?