Christmas exhaustion.

If you think you MAY be getting a box from me, read no further.

I am so so glad to give gifts, even gladder to give the handmade kind, but I am suffering from the twin guilts of

• not having quite enough time to finish what I'd planned
• and feeling like my plans were inadequate to begin with.

Ick. I know other people feel this way, also.

Richie has actually complained about the state of affairs in our townhouse. That means it's bad. You don't want to see our toilet bowl and you don't want me to upload a photo. Instead, I think I'll model the...er...items I made for my nieces. And upload the photos tomorrow because Richie is aggressively turning out lights all around me.

And to all a good night.