Christmas...

I'm just not feeling it this year. That makes me so sad because I LOVE Christmas.

Normally, Hubster has to stop me from putting the tree up at the beginning of November, but this year, I can't be bothered. Boy Oneder ended up putting it up with Threepeat on Tuesday night while I was at soccer with Middleman. Boy Oneder asked me about the other house decorations (garland for the stairs, Christmas statues, candles, etc.) and I told him to just leave them in the basement this year. I'm just not feeling it.

I haven't even started THINKING about what to get the boys for Christmas...no desire. I'd better get my butt in gear though cuz time's tickin' away. But I don't really care.

That's awful.

I think it has alot to do with how stressful work has been. Add to the mix our crazy sports lives and the house is a disaster and there's laundry piled high...both clean and dirty. I guess I figure the more decorating I do, the more there is to put away in January and I just can't put one more thing on my already overflowing plate. So, this year, it'll be the basic tree and that's it.

I'm overwhelmed.

Bah Humbug.