Today, I stood among the boxes in my bedroom searching frantically for something to wear to work that would also be slightly festive for the holiday party at 3:00. My beaded Polish vest is too small. When did I gain weight, and all in my tits? My purple sweater with the fake fur collar is nowhere.
But there seem to be boxes of shit everywhere. Let me tell you, seeing all my stash and craft supplies boxed up and piled up makes me embarrassed. There's so much of it. When did I buy so much stuff?
I haven't sent my Christmas cards. I haven't finished the Christmas letter. Labels, what labels? How will I ever get this done in five days?