When It Gets to Be A Bit Much

My life is pretty great.

But right now, it's a bit much.

We're a week away from the holiday season, and I haven't felt this excited since the Santa-Claus-loving age of 7.

But at the same time, I'm not even a little bit done with Christmas shopping.

I'm also thrilled by my new, altered work schedule for winter.

But at the same time, I'm so exhausted (and formerly sick) that I haven't had the energy to take advantage of my new free time.

In addition, I'm so thrilled that my family is coming to visit in about a week and a half for Thanksgiving.

But my house and fridge are in no form to entertain company yet.

And I'm so grateful my husband is working hard, but coming home to me every night, unlike many other soldiers and sailors.

But I'm still bummed that he leaves before I wake up and comes home so late that I can barely keep my eyes open during our rushed dinners.

It just seems that I've hit a slump. And it's come at the worse time, too.

For we have so much coming up. Fun things. Family things.

Trips and presents and plenty of exciting events in our near future.

But right now, it's all I can do to warm up soup in the Crock-pot for a quick supper.

And, yet, we've been extremely blessed recently. So immensely and wholly blessed.

Granted, so many blessings seem to be getting in the way of my regularly scheduled program, including blogging and commenting on everyone's blogs. (Though, I'm still reading every day. I promise.)

Still, I've been a bit distant lately. And I'm sorry about that.

So, next week, I promise to fill you all in about what's going on around here.

It's been too much to keep it from you all, anyways.

So come back next week. I'll drop the veil and return to my favorite "Honesty is the best policy" motto - gorgeous or gruesome though it may be.

Have a good weekend, everyone!