I've had a mad week at work and next two weeks look like being the same (12+ hour days) plus 45 min commute each way.
This weekend have done Christmas cake, made mince pies, done Christmas tree etc. Still got wreath, nativity and other odds and side to do.
Just printing off the Christmas card list has made me depressed - we send around 100 cards and I write them all most years. DH has organised copies of a photo of the DCs to enclose. And writing this has made me realise I've done nothing about the kids' cards to friends etc.
Got about half of DCs' presents and stocking presents. Thank God our Nanny is going to wrap them.
Still got all other presents to think of, buy, wrap and in some cases post.
Finish work on 22nd. Will be knackered but have to go and stay with PILs for the big day.
I do love how excited the DC are, I really do. And I know how lucky we are so i know I'm being selfish and moany but I just feel overwhelmed. Christmas just feels like one long fucking to-do list at the moment.
Sorry. Thanks for virtually listening. Be nice. 