Christmas Insanity.....Part 2

One thing I found out today when I got the crazy idea of wading into the insanity called the-last-Saturday-before-Christmas-shopping. I thought I was close to going off the deep end yesterday but then again it was me with my oldest. Except for his hissy fit in the store, things were rather mellow. He's older so he knows to stay with me. I got what I needed to get and headed for the exit without thinking twice. I made a couple of small donations with the loose change clinking around in my pocket. Another way to get the flow moving and something I haven't done in too long. I love Christmas and the feeling I get and the smiles on people's faces when I wish them a "Merry Christmas". I don't care if the good ol' boys on Parliament Hill think it's politically incorrect. They're full of stupid ideas....look at the HST. I call it the Hit and Slap Tax.
But back to my original point. I think I'm done my seasonal shopping so I've got to figure out how to get these presents wrapped with my 3year old in the house. Maybe my sister could take him......

Christmas Insanity....Part 1

I'm backtracking to the weekend before Christmas.....

Oh boy, Christmas shopping ..... Ugh!!!! Each year, I find it as nerve wracking as the previous ones. It seems like every body's impatience to get their own shopping finished brings out their thoughtlessness, insensitivities. Patience goes a long way. I know I wrote about it last year about this time but just like last year mine is wearing a little thin. I try to keep my shopping trips short and at the less than busier times to avoid my stress levels peaking. Unfortunately, I was not able to do that yesterday. My mother does not like driving in heavier traffic. She's prone to panic attacks. Can't say as I blame her. The place we live has more than our fair share of idiots when it comes to driving. It can be a constant see-saw of driving offensively and defensively. You see my point.
But getting back on topic. She hates shopping at night. It seems to throw her whole schedule off....so I was forced to delve into the chaos that is only unique to Christmas shopping. Added to the mix which was unavoidable was my three year old. I give him mountains of credit. He was alot more patient than any toddler has a right too.
But thank goodness its over. I think.....

Lost Time

The year has drifted by effortlessly and its been months since I wrote last. I'm embarrassed to admit I allowed life get in the way. I allowed procrastination to take over controlling, pigeonholing my interests and allowed the lesser important things..... distractions to become front and center. Slowly sapping my energy. What was distracting me?? My favourite shows when the fall lineup started were part of it. I had to tape them just so I could watch them in 15 minute increments. In the summer, well paying more attention to someone else's behaviour. That alone can be very time consuming. I did do a bit of my other writing and I did obtain a casual part-time job since my other job, that I love by the way, was less than busy. Trying to stay optimistic can be a full-time job in itself when attached to the one about watching with a suspicious eye that other person's behaviour. It's amazing how much time can be wasted thinking.... just thinking about said person's behaviour while I stare at a blank page.

But I did come to realize by the change of seasons that things needed to change in my own life. I know I said it before but quite frankly nothing changed. That old quote "the more things change the more they stay same" kept singing in my ear. Drastic change that's what I need. A little hard to do when I have two children. But other women have done it and continue to do it....so can I.