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Wednesday, December 18, 2002

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Christmas shopping... cleaning... people... all on my mind.

I am running out of time to do what I want to do, realized I had less shopping done then I thought. The kids are the hardest to shop for. I want to get some great thing that'll make their eyes light up xmas morning. I want to get them something that I wanted when I was that age... matchbox car stuff at the top of the list for the boys, books and art supplies for the girls? .:sigh:. That's not fun!
I feel stressed, why? I guess because everyone does. They worry about not getting the gifts in time, then about people not liking the gifts, dealing with relatives, the travelling...
I'm not worried about getting things -- there will always be something to get.
I figure if they don't like it, tough -- I got stuff I didn't want when I was a kid, probably even more so now that I'm older.
The relatives -- no problem, I love my nieces and nephews and seeing my brother and sister. I'm still a little tense around them at first, just because I hardly ever see them. It doesn't take me long to warm up though.
I can't do much about the travelling. It's on a Wed, I have to work Thurs... but I almost like only going up for a night/day because there's less stress -- I'm not there long enough for my mother to start analyzing my life and/or actions, just long enough for her to be glad to see me =]

Ok... so that's where the stress comes from. I want snow. ^-^

Labels: 2002