13 and counting

have been so tired, christmas doesn't seem to feel like christmas.

the past few years, around this time, i'd be busy shopping, looking at gifts and eating. christmas cakes. log cakes. fruit cakes. caramelized apples. toffee nut lattes. turkey .... red, green, tinsel and glitter. i'd be taking everything in.

but not this year.

i'm a light sleeper. usually, no matter how tired or asleep i am, i can hear when my brother, sister or parents come home.

lately though, i've been so sound asleep, i have no idea when they get in. i definitely give 'crashing into bed' a new meaning. i think i'm exhausted physically [running around], mentally [the magazine] and emotionally [dealing with mum, docs and everyone else drains].

it's the 13th day.

how much longer....