I thought I was handling the stress of the season well but last night I tossed and turned, slept deeply for a while then woke up too early with a knot in my stomach. I’ve never handled social events very well and there are a number of them this time of year. Dave and I haven’t had a moment to ourselves in what seems like quite a while although it’s probably only been half a week.
I’ve been trying to do way too much: coming to campus everyday to try to get some research done, the holiday shopping (I refused to set foot in a mall because the malls were a mess BEFORE Thanksgiving so I did everything online), and now visiting with relatives who have come in from out of town. We see them so infrequently that we want to spend every spare minute with them.
Tonight we’re having family over to listen to Christmas cds and eat pie, if I get it made. We have to stop at the grocery store on our way home this afternoon. Tomorrow we are obligated to go to two Christmas dinners. It doesn’t sound like a lot but the knot in my belly tells me it’s too much. There’s nothing I can do now but wait until Friday. That seems like a long way away right now. My attitude is rapidly degrading to Bah Humbug!