One day this week, I found myself curled up in bed, tearfully texting a dear friend that I just wasn't in the spirit. This is nothing new. Every year around this time, I start to feel a little overwhelmed.
I'm not enough of a planner to start preparing for the holidays in September, so suddenly December is upon me, and I don't have a tree and my gifts are half made and there's just not enough time! And then I remember to take a breath. And that I don't have to do it all. Least of all, live up to some trumped up expectations that I have for myself.
I'm going to be mindful of how fortunate I am this year and not overreach.
I started the project above on Wednesday. It's a skirt for a tree that I don't have. I'm expecting a houseful of friends on Saturday who will have fun even if that tree skirt isn't finished and if I serve them store bought bread instead of homemade brioche dinner rolls.
So the table is set for tomorrow and tonight I will sit and stitch and be mindful of all the reasons that I love this time of year and all the wonderful people in my life and all the ways that I am so, so lucky.