So I love Christmas, I really do. But there are those moments along the bumpy road to the lovely holiday that make me want to rip my hair out.
Today for instance.
I kept my cool while fighting for a parking spot at the mall. I managed to get over it when I realized the slippers my boyfriend wants were $50. (FOR A PAIR OF SLIPPERS!!) I took a deep breath and remained calm when I was cut off and almost hit in the parking lot of Target.
But when I got home and started to wrap. I lost it. In a matter of moments I realized I had no more tape, had forgotten a child (there are 13 of them), have no time or desire in the next few days to pick one up, AND my throat is doing that hey-i'm-going-to-be-sick-soon-ache.
So...anyone else have some holiday joy stories?
Today for instance.
I kept my cool while fighting for a parking spot at the mall. I managed to get over it when I realized the slippers my boyfriend wants were $50. (FOR A PAIR OF SLIPPERS!!) I took a deep breath and remained calm when I was cut off and almost hit in the parking lot of Target.
But when I got home and started to wrap. I lost it. In a matter of moments I realized I had no more tape, had forgotten a child (there are 13 of them), have no time or desire in the next few days to pick one up, AND my throat is doing that hey-i'm-going-to-be-sick-soon-ache.
So...anyone else have some holiday joy stories?