Countdown to Christmas



Every year I try really, really hard to get as much done as I possibly can so the week before Christmas is stress-free and lots of fa-la-la-la fun!

Every year, I find myself running around like a crazy lady getting last-minute things done and tending to crazy surprises that have popped up to add the the chaos.

I had all my big gift shopping done just after Thanksgiving.  I ordered supplies for our church Christmas events at the beginning of December.  So I thought I had everything under control.  Not so, lady.  Not by a long shot.

So here I was, today, sweating bullets for my Oriental Trading box to arrive because the party is tomorrow night is the church Christmas party and this momma has got to get Santa's gift bags together and delivered to the church. 

My mother-in-law came to watch the kids so I could run to three different towns to do some last-minute errands.  I'm so thankful for her!

My husband has been in his own Christmas season rush to prepare things for church services, sermons, parties, and hopefully a stress-free week off after all this madness.


Has anyone out there figured out how to de-stress Christmas?


One tip I have heard was how to simplify the presents we give our children.

I heard this at MOPS years ago - it was their formula for getting their children presents:


Something you want,
Something you need,
Something to wear,
Something to read.


I'll have to try this out next year.  I'm ready to simplify things.

 

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