Me too! I know, I know, I should be excited, nay thrilled, at the coming holidays. It seems most of you are. At least, that’s what social media and advertisements are telling me. Am I missing something? After all, there will be some time off work, some time with family and some seriously good eating. Why then, does the thought of the holidays make we want to crawl back into bed and take a pass this year? Here’s what I have it narrowed down to:
At least my version of broke, which means that we live pay check to pay check and if the kids decide they want to keep up with Jones’ then we are in some major trouble this year.
I’m Already Insanely Busy
I’m tired. I’m a mom, and I am also a Kindergarten teacher.
We are an Autism Household
Yes, you read that right. On top of working full time and raising two little girls, one of those darlings has autism, so she is busy in the most amazing way, but, like I said, I am tired. Also, holidays are notoriously difficult for children with autism.
*Picks up mic and drops it again*
Like the ‘no matter how much I want a gingerbread spiced latte, it isn’t happening’ kind of broke
I Can’t Afford Anymore Seriously Good Eating
And when I say, I can’t afford it, I mean if I gain any more weight I will need to buy new clothes and as you’ve read: I’m broke.
It might surprise you to know, since I seem to have no issue with sharing all the personal details of my life with you, that I am seriously introverted. I prefer the company of the small circle of people I surround myself with each day. Thinking about expanding that circle stresses me out. So, there’s that.
Broke, like when I went to Costco and my bank card didn’t work, I pretended that I had just received a large deposit and my bank must have a have a hold on my account so they can determine if this amount of money is legitimate.
*Picks up mic and throws it across the room. Panics because she can’t afford to replace the mic*