I’m typing this as I’m listening to Walking in a Winter Wonderland. Yes, I’m aware it’s about 50 degrees and raining outside.
I’ve already threatened my husband to keep his mouth shut about it or I’ll make him help me organize the house. It’s been quite quiet since.
The reason I start getting ready for Christmas in November is this:
Yep. Pretty much. I’m milking Christmas for all it’s worth because the day after Christmas, I’m done.