Tis the season...

I cut a lot of corners and often find myself trying to keep up with everyone else.
You know...

1. I struggle with meal planning.
2. I print and organize pictures about 3 times a year and consider it a miracle if my photo order covers only two seasons.
3. Sometimes I cry at work to relieve stress.
4. I take the elevator rather than huff and puff my way up three flights of stairs.
5. And because of number 4, and various other reasons, I still need to shed baby weight from my first and my second pregnancies.
6. My children probably watch too much TV.
7. Laundry is considered 'done' if it has made its way from the dryer to the corner of the dining room.
8. I clean the interior of our vehicles about every 18 months and consider that to be a good "regular cleaning schedule."
9. Sometimes I fill the cats' food bowl extra full so I don't have to feed them again for at least two days.
10. I dust only when we are having company...who have never been to our house before.

So, it really shouldn't be too surprising that I failed, again, at sending out Christmas cards this year.

I used to really enjoy writing a Christmas letter. In fact, I looked forward to the opportunity to write about the year and then address envelopes to all of our friends and loved ones.

A few months ago I thought about taking a nice family picture to use for Christmas cards, but the idea of hauling my oversized body and two unruly children out into the wilderness for a photo session kind of made me ill. For awhile I played with the idea of at least sending out a few cards but forgot to actually buy cards.

You know...I don't know. Maybe someday I'll get back into the spirit of the season and manage to get something out. I'm kind of tired of feeling guilty when I find cards and letters in the mail, knowing that nothing is leaving my mailbox that doesn't also include a payment stub.

sigh....

Some day.

But, until then...just know that I wish you all a very Merry Christmas and a fabulous new year! May we all enjoy this time and remember the true reason for the season...

which, by the way, really doesn't have anything to do with Christmas cards.