I just wrote, posted, shared, and then deleted, a silly and very fake Christmas letter.
Why do all that?
Because I'm tired. This last six months has been wonderful, exciting, fantastic and LONG. And I am zonked.
Too tired to talk on the phone. THAT is how tired I am.
But it's a good tired. Just so's ya know.
But now, it's a week before Christmas and I have to do a few things. Like bake and decorate and anticipate and all the festive stuff that needs doing.
And what else? Oh, yeah, SLOW DOWN.
Intentionally do not work on my book.
Turn off Facebook.
Ignore Twitter ( I do most of the time anyway), the news, email and just about anything that isn't tangible.
Watch cheesy movies and play Christmas music. Bake again, because the kids ate the "I'm going to get ahead of things and bake 3 weeks before Christmas" baking.
Oh, and count my blessings.
Why? Because, like the old song says ....