I’m a little crazed these days. I think I’ve had something on the calendar every night since the beginning of December, and that never goes over well with Introverts like me.
I’ve definitely hit a wall.
For me this looks like oversleeping, over eating, over drinking, and writing blog posts when I should be working or making dinner. These are the days you find me working in my pajamas and starting happy hour around 2pm.
Klassy.
Ironically, this is the first December in six years that I haven’t been depressed. Despite the work stress (good stress! busy! lots of clients!) and heavy social schedule, I don’t have a dark cloud following me around.
If I’m moping, it’s because I’m mopey, not because life has no meaning.
Hilariously, busy + stress + no depression = no Christmas planning*guiltless to the power of infinity.
Translation: have not sent Christmas cards and have not bought presents and have barely decorated my house and I am 100% okay with this. I am truly living in the moment, not embittered by failed expectations, and enjoying what the day bring IN THAT MOMENT.
And if you know me in person, you’ll know THIS IS NOTHING LIKE ME.
Hallelujah.
it’s about time, sister!