The world is going to end on December 25. It must be. It’s the only explanation for why every single thing on my To Do list has a Christmas deadline.
Everyone wants to ‘catch up’ before Christmas. Like we will not be here come Boxing Day. Multiple Mum has moved her entire Christmas ‘catch up’ list to January 2011 and reports great success in lowering stress levels in the Multiple household. We should all try it.
Everyone wants copy in before Christmas. Like we’re not all going on holidays for at least a week or two, leaving said copy to languish unread and unloved.
December is always insanely busy. Every year I am surprised. Every year I complain about the work. Every year I forget. Temporary amnesia. The same reason women can cheerfully get pregnant with their second child, knowing what’s ahead.
For now, though, I am slogging through it. One foot in front of the other. In time to Jingle Bells.
I can only imagine how Santa must feel. Now there’s a man with a looming December 25 deadline.