If I had only paid closer attention in Algebra, I'd know what "x" is; and I'd know how many days there are until Christmas.
From what I can tell, it's close. Like breathing down my neck, whispering in my ear in an inappropriate way close.
Given that, our frasier fir, once aromatic when replanted in our living room last week, and is now on the verge of collecting dust like my elliptical, was introduced to the ornaments only a mere hour ago.
I like to think that I'm organized. Like, maybe I'm not organized about myself (e.g. packing a healthy lunch, eating a healthy dinner, regularly working out, hanging up my clothes...well, you get the idea); but at least I'm organized about family stuff. Birthdays stuff. Kid stuff. But not this year.
To be honest, I'm not sure if it's peri-menopause, stress, work, trying to get this blog off the ground or a combination of all of the above, but all of the sudden, Christmas is staring me in the face.
So here's what I'm looking at from now until whatever the value of "x" is:
Grocery shopping. Bonus if I can hit the store on Double Coupon Day.(12/17) DONE! Saved $33 too! Flat ironing Georgia's hair.This is a big, big job and a big, big deal with her semi-nappy, semi-curly hair. At any rate, "Party Hair" is a must for Wednesday's Christmas program. (12/19) DONE!
- Finalizing the presentation (12/18) DONE! I said I'd do for Tuesday's night-time meeting of wanna-be-big muckety mucks. It'd be good to not embarrass myself on this one.
Getting Georgia's Christmas Program Dress. (12/18) DONE! Can I get a woot-woot?! Refer back to #2.