Another work week started today. Another Monday. I'm starting to feel the stress of the holiday. I usually feel it sooner than this, but I think I was in denial. This time of year is full of family and friends and good will, but it's also filled with stress and over-booking and lots of missed deadlines.
Not only do I have more personal errands than usual to run during December, but I also have more work to do. I have more church responsibilities, more family functions, more chances to screw something up.
And I feel it keenly, that I will have an epic fail at any moment and disappoint everyone around me. It's not like I'm jumping at shadows here either. I've done it before, and I'll do it again, because the more I have to pack into my schedule, the less I get done. The more responsibility I have when I'm stressed, the less responsible I am.
The only difference this year is that I'm one year older and one year wiser. And most importantly, I have perspective. I may get easily overwhelmed. I may freak out and forget something important. I may fall short of mine and others' expectations, but at least I know that it's not the end of the world. I will live through it. January will come around, desolate and boring, and I'll still be here, intact and relatively unscathed.
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