I'm what you call a planner. I like to know exactly what I have to do everyday, exactly how long it will take me to do it, and what time exactly I will be done. And with the holidays coming up, I feel completely overwhelmed. There just aren't enough hours in the day. (An example of my epic-crazy-planning: I have my running scheduled mapped out until December of 2012. No, I am not joking. I'm planning on running the New Orleans Marathon in March 2013. I. Am. Ridiculous.)
This was my past weekends events:
Baked about 47837 dozen cookies.
Had 2 long runs: 6 & 7 Miles
Attempted to finish my Christmas shopping. Managed to not stab someone when I ventured into the mall/Walmart/Target.
Grocery shopped at Giant.
Baked even more cookies.
Here's my schedule for the rest of the week:
Run tonight-5 Miles
Run tomorrow night-5 Miles
Half-day on Friday, and then delivering cookies and making one last stop at Target.
Movies Friday afternoon (Girl With the Dragon Tattoo!!!!), dinner with friends after.
6 mile run Saturday morning, going to late lunch with Kyle's dad and his partner, and then stopping at G-Mom's house to visit with her and my Uncle and his wife.
7 mile run Sunday (yes, on Christmas), opening gifts with Kyle, heading to mom's house for dinner.
Day off on Monday, heading to visit Kyle's mom and go to lunch with his friend, heading back to my mom's to visit with my sister, Sara and her husband Ryan since they aren't coming up on Christmas.
And between all this, I need to finish wrapping gifts, get cookie buckets together, and at some point in time clean the house. Because it is a MESS. I'm trying not to have anxiety about that (not going to well), since no one is coming to our house for the holidays, so there-for, no one will see said mess. It's still driving me crazy.
The only positive thing about this week is that all my shows are on Christmas break, so I don't have a million things saved on my DVR to distract me.
Ugh. I. Will. Not. Freak. Out.
Or stab anyone. Either way works for me.
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