It's 7:45 pm on Christmas night. Marc and I are sitting by ourselves in the living room with the dogs at our feet... staring at the big mess pile of toys in the middle of the floor. The kids left with Gramma and Grampa 3 hours ago...for the rest of the week. They loaded up the top priority christmas presents to take with them, and left the rest for us to un-package and put away.
I started christmas shopping in oh... July. And every year I vow to have my shopping done by Halloween. This year I did it. Now ask why I figured out that wasn't such a good idea. Because I bought 150 times the amount of presents I should have. When you finish in October and still have 2 more months of sales and about 60 more shopping days (which is my favorite pasttime- which also shouldn't be!!) that only spells trouble. I love to give gifts though. I love to see someone open something I know they will love.
It's always such a whirlwind, traveling around to hit all the family get-togethers, but we love it and wouldn't want it any other way. Now it's all over and we're whooped. Maybe tomorrow I'll start shopping for next year :) I bet there's some great sales.