It occurred to me last night, you know one of those thoughts just as your drifting off, that there’s only two weeks left until Christmas.
I know where have I been? But it doesn’t feel like there’s only two weeks until the big day. To be honest it feels like it’s next month or even the month after, yes even despite the six-foot Christmas tree in the living room. Or is it just me that feels like this?
Thoughts of Christmas can have two effects;
- You frantically speed up hoping to get a few extra things ticked off your goals
- You wind down to a grinding halt, well it will be Christmas soon, no point in sending anything off is there? It’ll only get lost.
I’m in the first category. Suddenly my muse has been eating Weetabix and I can’t find enough hours in the day to get everything done. It’s great. 🙂
Which category are you in?