The holidays are always busy for me. Always. Even when it was just me. I am very festive, and I take traditions very seriously. So before Bee even came into my life, the Monkee household was always a flutter at Christmas time.
Now that there are 4 new additions to my life and my way of doing things, it's been even more busy! We've been shopping, decorating, cooking, baking, planning both Christmas Dinner and a certain little man's 8th birthday which happens to fall on the 2nd day of January. I've got a work party, work people to give cheer to, and it also happens to be the time of year when all my contractors at work have to renew city, state, and federal license and permits, and that renewal process is part of my job.
Currently, it is 8 days before Christmas. I have a job. a good job. Bee has a good job. I have 60 dozen cookies I plan on baking on Saturday. I am taking J tonight to do her little shopping for her brother, sister, and dad, and then all of my shopping is done. My storage room, which is actually a bedroom off of mine and Bee's room is full with presents already bought. There is food in my house, it's warm and cozy, all my bills are paid in full and current, Bee and kiddos are in good health, happy, and thriving, and mine and Bee's extended family are all in good health and some will even be joining us for Christmas dinner and Bee and I have never been better as a couple or more in love.
As I sit here and think about all of this, my heart swells. I may still have the task of baking 60 dozen cookies (self imposed task, I might add), and I may have yet to wrap all those presents in the green room (do they need to be wrapped? Can I just give them to the kids in the bags? HA! I keed, I keed), and there may be a whole lot left to do before December 25th, but I know one thing is for sure...
I am so truly Blessed.