Yep, enjoy the moment because the eggnog cartons are drying up and the last of the Christmas cookies will soon be crumbled remnants in the bottom of snowman tins. That half a bag of leftover dressing mix is spilling over in your pantry and the dates are drying out in your fridge faster than the fresh cranberries shriveling in your DIY centerpiece. The wicks of the Balsam Fir scented candles are petering out and replenishing your tree’s water supply isn’t enough to ward off the pine needles littering your floor. Inhale and exhale slowly to catch your breath because another year is about to start. Procrastinators beware.
The lists you’ve made, cross checked, and scribbled out are obsolete post-Christmas. They’re either buried in the trash, wadded up in your purse, or hidden between piles of receipts. In its place is a new, pristine and wrinkle-free list waiting for you. A list that’s not nearly as fun to complete. I’m talking about that growing ‘To Do List’ of all the things you’ve delayed until after Christmas. The list of things you told yourself that you’d get to later, after the dust had settled. Well, tick tock, your time is almost up. A sobering reality for me, too.
My list includes things like renewing my driver’s license, fixing my broken molar, and going for that dreaded pap smear. I think I’m more worried about the D.M.V. because a speculum isn’t so scary after four kids. I stopped being modest somewhere during my weekly cervical checks with pregnancy #1. I need to schedule the kids’ dental cleanings and orthodontic consultations for those protruding fangs. Then there’s house maintenance like broken stair railings, dirty air filters, and burned out light bulbs that need replacing before the production of incandescent ones cease. There’s that lawn mower that’s still at the repair shop and that broken vacuum with visible wires that might be under warranty. An electrical hazard I hope spares me when I vacuum up those prickly needles.
There are thank you notes that need to be written and a follow up for that delinquent package of shampoo I had delivered to my old address. Ooops! (Side note: The ones I ordered to use my Aveda points and hoped my husband wouldn’t discover. He’s still in disbelief that I spent $7 on a deodorant.) There are library books that I need to reserve for the upcoming semester and…wait. I don’t want to think about school or the fact that the kids have another week of Winter Break or that this is the midpoint of the school year. The halfway point until they’re all home for summer. Oh, shit. I’m getting ahead of myself. Time to rewind…
I’ll bury that ‘To Do List’ for another week, prop my feet up, and savor that holiday drink. I’ll inhale the lingering aromas of the season and let those decorations I detested at first stay lit a little longer. I’ll resume the rat race when I’m ready because what’s the big hurry anyways?