And So, It Begins

(Jeez, I didn’t realize a certain repulsive had made this same comment about something else entirely right when I was putting up this blog post. Believe me, separate topic and no connection.)

Well, it’s November. Officially the start of the holiday season (for me, anyway). I have plans. Lots of them. Always do. The only thing I don’t have is enough time to implement them all, especially since I still have end-of-the-growing-season jobs outside to do and all the book signings coming up. So, I guess I must pick and choose.

I always dream big this this time of year. Dream big and wonder why I didn’t have these dreams in July instead of November, when there’s a little more time before Christmas. After all, the whole Christmas in July thing is going on then. Why don’t I jump on the bandwagon while the sun is still hot? To be honest, I do. I start thinking about Christmas then (sometimes I start in January—depends on my mood), but I don’t buckle down in July. Instead, I walk around with all these Christmas-y goals in my head, and my hands rarely implement a single one.

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