Christmas Limbo

I’ve always believed that if you finish your Christmas shopping too early, you’ll only buy more. I used to be finished by Thanksgiving. And I used to buy for far more people than I do now. And I remember I would just keep going, up until the last minute. 

Yesterday was my last minute. I’m determined to keep it so. Although it has just occurred to me that there is another person I forgot. Oh well. Maybe I'll take care of that today and really be finished. 

Last night I was restless. I didn’t feel like writing, or even reading. Television was out too, not that I watch very much of it anyway. I was tired, but not tired enough to go to sleep. I suppose there were several things I could have done, but I didn’t feel like doing any of them. So I vegged. Unhappily.

The boys have three more days of school before the Christmas break. We’re skiing Friday. Monday is my birthday, then Tuesday is Christmas Eve, etc. Between now and Friday, I’m afraid I’m going to stay in this state of limbo. We have plans with friends Thursday night, so I suppose my limbo-ness will have a reprieve between now and then. 

The boys are off school until January 7, and we have nothing planned. Last year we were in California for several days. This year . . . who knows? Maybe Doug will plan something for us to do at least part of the time. 

Limbo. Christmas limbo. Holiday break limbo. End of the year limbo. It’s where I’m at and I don’t want to be. I need a plan. That will be my goal for today. Develop a get-out-of-limbo plan. There. I feel better already.