I've totally over-committed myself. I am running ragged. No time to relax. No time to devote to my family. No time to devote to my quilting hobby.
Why do I do this to myself? My husband and I discussed it briefly on the way to our company Christmas party. Do I have a phobia of being at home?
No. I know that for me, it's easier to run away from responsibilities...so I keep helping everyone else, volunteering to do things away from home so that I don't have to face the mounds of paper, laundry, and dishes waiting for me. Not to mention the imminent remodeling that is finally going to take place after the devastating hailstorm in June.
Yuk!
Pray that I have the fortitude to carry on and face my challenges at home. Sometimes I think my life is one big facade. Just peachy on the outside but yucky on the inside.
I would post pics of the home on the blog, but I'm gonna let your imagination work. You know those cluttered houses you see on the show, Cops? That's what mine looks like - minus the drugs and domestic violence. At least it's full of love!
17 days til Christmas. Eeeek!
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