I did it. I'm done. My contract is over, and I'm back home in Colorado. Being back is like breathing a huge sigh of relief. Ahhh. It just feels SO good to be home. I don't care that I'm land-locked. I don't care that it's freezing cold this time of year. I don't even care that I've already had to battle one snowy day. Bring it on. I will gladly give up the ocean, and all of the other perks associated with my former SoCal lifestyle, to be back in my home with my boys.
Now that I'm back, I'm left to scramble to get things ready for the holidays. And there is soooo much to be done. Christmas cards, presents, wrapping. You name it, I still need to do it. It's my own fault, really. I totally slacked off so far this year, thanks to my extended absence. I guess it was unavoidable. But now I'm paying the time-crunch price, running around like a chicken with her head cut off. (Sigh!) At least the Christmas tree is now up, and I still have a few days to shop, so all is not at a loss. But, to be perfectly honest, I really don't care. This may not be the most perfect Christmas on record, but it's going to be amazing simply because I'm home to appreciate every last moment. And isn't that what truly matters?
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