Cuzz it doesn’t feel like it. Maybe it’s because I didn’t get a tree this year. Maybe it’s because I’m burnt out. Maybe it’s both.
My Christmas tree is one of, maybe, three things I look forward to all year. It’s a like sign I made it another year. Ha, maybe that’s why I didn’t end up getting one this year, because I’ve been crashing and burning my way thru this year. So, it’s fitting that I didn’t get the thing I look forward to most.
Burn out is real.
I was going to do Christmas cards.
I was going to make chocolate covered oreos and hot coco bombs for my team and family.
I was going to make Christmas cookies for the first time since the pandemic.
I pulled everything out to do it. Then looked around and realized I don’t feel very merry and neither does my house. I climbed back in bed and waited for the day to be over so I could go to work. Night shift, wooooo.
I keep trying to be festive but between roadblocks and burnout, I think I’m done. I’ll try again next year. Lol.