You win. I quit. I can’t fight it any more. As of today, I succumb, surrender, admit defeat, submit, yield. I had an idea that this was coming yesterday when I felt the first twinge but today there is no denying it.
I am rocking out to Mariah Carey Christmas music. I don’t have a mirror but I am fairly confident that the dance face is even out. If I was in my car or at home, there would be a full on dance party going on here.
I have been infected with the Christmas spirit and am in a freakishly good mood. I can’t stop smiling…smiling is my favorite!
What the hell is going on?
I want to send out candy canes and rainbows to people… even those I don’t like. I don’t even have the desire to punch them anymore. I want to drink hot chocolate with marshmallows. I want to go ice skating. I want world peace. I want to bake cookies. I want to wear a holiday sweater.
Ok, maybe not. But I do want to point and laugh at someone who is.
The warm and fuzzy feeling is here and it was long overdue.
Oh…and I (obviously) want to win the Christmas Card Competition.
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