I want to get into the spirit of Christmas, I really do. But most years it comes on like a freight train which doesn't appear until my teaching semester ends and then catches you unawares stuck on the train tracks. This year I didn't finish grading until the 17th (later than usual) so I was in denial about how fast Christmas was approaching until last Thursday.
It all comes at you so fast and furious with so much that just HAS to get done that I hardly have time to enjoy any of it. I don't even make cookies (although had to do SOME this year) and I barely decorate the house and don't shop for many people or do cards. Still, I end up stressed and exhausted by the time it's over. How did it come to be a test of endurance and will for so many of us?