THE 12 DAYS OF CHRISTMAS

By someone just trying to stay festive, focused, and only mildly drained.

🎶 On the first day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

A schedule full of endless things

Somehow December books itself before I’ve even agreed to anything.

🎶 On the second day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Two curious ferrets

Supervising absolutely everything and helping with absolutely nothing.

🎶 On the third day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Three tempting treats

Mysteriously appearing near the coffee machine like seasonal traps.

🎶 On the fourth day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Four crafty coworkers

Trying to build a Christmas tree out of recyclables.

(We’re committed… we’re creative… we’re also confused.)

🎶 On the fifth day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Fiiiiive mood swings

It’s the holidays. It’s hormones. It’s fine. We’re fine.

🎶 On the sixth day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Six budget regrets

Bought one gift, grabbed a few “essentials,” and my bank account was like, “Girl… be serious.”

🎶 On the seventh day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Seven late-night cravings

All arriving promptly after 7 p.m., as if on a personal schedule.

🎶 On the eighth day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Eight hours faking calmness

Externally serene. Internally reorganizing my entire life.

🎶 On the ninth day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Nine “it fit last week”s

Holiday bloat stays undefeated.

I will not be taking questions at this time.

🎶 On the tenth day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Ten things I’m juggling

December really said “you can use some more multitasking.”

🎶 On the eleventh day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Eleven rounds of swapping gifts

White Elephant: the annual reminder that loyalty means nothing.

🎶 On the twelfth day of Christmas, reality delivered me…

Twelve tasks still pending

Because the year can’t end without reminding me I’m behind on something.