I really don't mean to bring anyone down but I have just reached my limit this year. I do 99% of the Christmas shopping, planning, wrapping, ect and it has just exhausted me this year. I love my family but realized I live with two of the biggest ingrates ever put on this earth.
DH just thinks everything is done magically and all DD does is gripe about the smallest details.
With work being crazy and moving house just weeks away everything is just nuts right now anyway.
So I have thrown in the towel and refuse to do one more thing this year. I have passed the torch to DH who just gave me this stunned look as I told him as much.
I think I'll relax with a good book and cocktail tonight...after all my Christmas work is done.
DH just thinks everything is done magically and all DD does is gripe about the smallest details.
With work being crazy and moving house just weeks away everything is just nuts right now anyway.
So I have thrown in the towel and refuse to do one more thing this year. I have passed the torch to DH who just gave me this stunned look as I told him as much.
I think I'll relax with a good book and cocktail tonight...after all my Christmas work is done.

to you! I have been feeling like the biggest scrooge this year. It is truly tough to be a mom at Christmas. We do so much on a regular basis, throw in all of the extra Christmas performances my kids are in, hosting family and the neighborhood party, and packing up again (I still have one suitcase left to unpack from our Disney trip!) for 5 days away is about to land me in the nuthouse!!!!! I am usually not this grumpy, and I VOW to never be this crazy at Christmas again! Now excuse me as I am leaving to go decorate the church & take dd to basketball practice!
Happy Holidays to you!:santa
). I usually do all the Christmas shopping but I made DH go with me this year since my mom is out here visiting and was able to watch the kids for us so he had no excuse to get out of it.
so I think it's best to not write them or I may lose ALL my 


. I think people just need to step back and realize that if the santa ends up on the mantle and not the bookshelf it isn't the end of the world. Just like DH doesn't ask me to help weed the garden, it's his thing not mine.
And anyone else who needs it!