I love the aesthetic of a magnolia tree with Christmas ornaments hanging off its branches. In fact, it’s one of my favorite things. I love the other decorations around the neighborhood too, but really, Christmas already? Where has this year gone? Throw in a few more existential questions to mix with the general anxiety that arises from simply existing as a small business owner at Christmas when you’re supposed to sell sell sell but your elves are occasionally tired and out of ideas – or maybe you have no elves at all?
It took me three days to recover from what is supposed to be the biggest shopping weekend of the year. Ok, I wasn’t just resting, I worked on a commission, I made turkey soup and a fresh ginger cake, and I did catch up on some of the writing I’ve neglected. Now it’s time to once again panic that I’m not doing enough. Is there a way to turn that off? The whole cake baking was supposed to be relaxing, and the results were certainly delicious and spicy, but now it’s evening and I sense the kind of panic building up that makes it hard for me to fall asleep. I promise that tomorrow I’ll be proactive in contacting clients and planning things.
