Stress. Holidays. They seem to go hand-in-hand. My dad used to say that Christmas was the season of push and shove.
This past weekend, I had wrapping paper, ribbons, and bows everywhere. The dogs thought it was hilarious, trying to pull everything from the table where I worked. They almost succeeded.
I'm about ready to throw it all in the air and book my husband and myself a holiday in the south, soaking up the sunshine. Anyone else with me? 😉
I'm feeling a book plot coming on. LOL!
Have a great day!