Christmas is coming...
No really it is.. like fast... like super super fast.. so fast I can't breathe. Why does Christmas cause so much stress to me? It could be because I don't like shopping. It could be because I know I have no money to do the a fore mentioned shopping. It could be because it bothers me how non focused on the actual MEANING of Christmas society is. Or I could just be a giant Ebeneezer with a chip on her shoulder. The cards, the Christmas letters, the presents, the baking, plus my normal life duties.. it's a lot of freaking pressure!!! so I will sit here, breathing into my paper bag, pretending it's not really November.. p.s. now would be a BAD time to tell me you are done shopping and just finished mailing your Christmas cards out.. just FYI