Christmas is upon us. It is here. And I'm suddenly FREAKING OUT. My brother flies into tomorrow to visit for the first time since we bought our home and the place looks more like a loony bin of stuff than a home we live in 24/7. Dust bunnies are so large they can practically walk themselves to the waste bin. Thomas the train toys everywhere after a 3 month hiatus of playing with what was once the favorite toy. Laundry coming out of my ears. I swear I am this close to making a rule that we all have to wear the same clothes, including underwear, so that I don't have to do eight million loads of laundry a day.
Plus tonight we are baby-sitting for our good friends. They are bringing their adorable little 5-month old baby so they can go to a holiday party. If I don't get this house cleaned before they show, they will undoubtedly turn around and never ask us to babysit again. And since I am in that "my baby is all grown up so I should get preggers again" hormonal craziness, I need me a baby fix. Especially one that I get to snuggle with for a few hours and then give back at midnight.
Oh, and did I mention that we decided to actually celebrate Christmas on Christmas Eve. We are going to spend Christmas day (the 25th) with Neville's family. And since they don't celebrate Christmas, we decided to do it a day early. So tomorrow night (the 23rd), will actually be Christmas Eve. Cookies and milk will be left for Santa. On the morning of the 24th (Christmas Eve for the rest of world), we'll be celebrating Christmas day. We have a few gifts for Darius to open at our place and then we'll head over to my dad's to celebrate with him. When I agreed to this months ago, I didn't realize the insanity I would feel by getting jipped a day for Christmas readiness and planning.
My list of things to do is giant. I've got housecleaning which is going to take the better part of, oh, forever. I have cookie baking (there is a high probability that Santa will get store-bought cookies instead). I have laundry. And I have a little boy that is ready to rip through all of those shiny presents under the tree.
HELP!
