Fast and energetic in a rather wild and uncontrolled way: "a frenetic pace of activity".
Although the «uncontrolled» is not quite right. I did have one foot on the ground.
So here's the rub: Why do people insist on adding Christmas activities at the last minute during the two weeks before the start of holidays? Last week I had three social events in a row, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Saturday found me completely out of commission, flat on my back, silent and recharging a dangerously low battery, what with going to work AND socializing and all.
Why didn't I say no? Because in the first case, I was leading the activity, in the second, I was the first in a long list of invitees (not a good reason, I know)and in the third, I had already said no to said person the last time I was invited.
So, after spending Saturday in semi-comatose state, Sunday I was up and at it and had a lot of catching up to do. We put up the tree and decorations, I still have to do the railings. I did laundry, still have a load to fold, made supper and knit on the scarf I want to offer my beautiful fantastic yoga teacher.
Still to do:
- Railings as aforementioned
- Tourtières with my sons
- Lee Valley Tools for some stocking stuffers
- A couple of Christmas cards for my colleagues
- Finish work on a necklace
- Put a few things away in T's room that has almost become a dumping ground
- Put wreath and garland on front door
- Get boys to wash cars
- Get boys to pick up fondue meat
- Get boys to buy Maman a great big gift for being such a pearl (well, it sounds like a good idea)