Musing on holiday burnout.
Under a week till Christmas.
The kids are home. I’m home too.
There’s nowhere else to flee.
Burned out bulbs.
I’ve probably thrown away (or stepped on) the same amount. My son felt the little snow men a nice addition to the photo. He and his sister created those yesterday. They are always crafting. That’s why every material treasure in my house is
covered in paint and dried hot glue.
This is the time of the holiday season that I begin to burn out. An early swim helped, but any stress relieving benefits have long since worn off. I once again have a stiff neck and am saddled with a most attractive case of gogglitis.
But I pledge to enjoy these last few days.To be a kind, soft-spoken, cookie-baking mother. To breath deeply and keep centered on the Spirit.
We covered peace yesterday with the Woman of Faith. Going to post thought’s on Katie Anderson’a message tomorrow.
I want to be at peace these last days before Christmas.
