"You've got to get yourself together, Jenny."
I am saying this to myself several times a day.
I was honored to be a part of Celebration at our church - the big Christmas show. We had 7 performances and I am exhausted. I wore (mandatory) bright red lipstick every night and the green glitter from my top will be with me for decades to come. It's everywhere. But I had a blast. It was a blessing to be a part of but I am just not functioning now that it's over.
Exhibit A: Yesterday morning, our whole family slept till 9am. Even Ellie, bless her darlin' heart.
Exhibit B: This morning I went to the grocery store and I purchased a Diet Coke in the check-out lane. I left it there on the counter. Just drove off without it... I was halfway home and realized I still needed that Diet Coke.
Exhibit C: This evening, Grant and I were leaving the house to bring a meal to some friends that recently had a baby. I could. not. find. my. keys. anywhere. Tore the house upside down. Grant found them in the trunk of my car. And the car was unlocked.
(Keep in mind that it wasn't even 2 weeks ago that I got a knock on the front door from a very kind police officer who was asking if everything was okay. Apparently I had unloaded the groceries from my car and taken them inside and failed to close any of my car doors. Hi, robbers, please come take whatever you would like from this vehicle.)
Exhibit D: While cleaning the kitchen tonight, Grant pulled a fully toasted waffle out of the toaster. I put that in there around 8:15am this morning. Never got it out.
So, yeah, I'm a hot mess.
This week is dedicated to finishing the Christmas shopping and getting started on all the wrapping. Hoping I don't forget to label the gifts or anything like that, but at this point I don't trust myself to do anything correctly.