I was so ready to take on the world this morning!

I got up before the alarm went off, (well before I had to hit the snooze button again!) I had my daughter dressed and ready to get on the bus, I started the laundry, washed the carpet, (where my son decided to puke last night) made my coffee, got the other two children breakfast, looked at the ads to go Christmas shopping, and than I remembered I had Santa Shop stuff to do. Uh-oh!

Santa Shop! The two words alone make my heart start to pound and my chest gets all tight and I feel like I cannot breath!

Why in the world did I volunteer to do this? Because the children love it and I want to be a part of that. My oldest daughter was so excited when she found out that I was in charge of the Santa shop this year. She wanted to know if I was going to make everyone wear elf costumes like they did in the Junie B. Jones book she had just finished reading. I'm not, heck with the way it has been going I'll be lucky to have any help there!

It's just for three days, think of how happy my kids will be! That's what the inner mother in me keeps saying, do you want to know what I want to tell my inner mother?

You are probably wondering why I did agree to do this, huh? Especially since just saying the two words alone gives me anxiety. Well they didn't at first. At first I was excited, I thought someone else would volunteer to co-chair with me and we would get it done together. No! NO ONE OFFERED TO HELP!!! Finally I get the binder of what needs to be done to make Santa Shop a success and I look at the time line. It says to start in September, it was the end of October when I got the frigging thing! (BREATH!!!)

I had to come up with crafts to make to sell at the shop. I had to buy the crafting supplies, I had to arrange for a room and a day to do these crafts on and than only 5 people showed up to help me! And the worst part is I am not a crafty person! Okay lets look at the glass half full; it could of been worse, no one could of showed up. I still have a box of frigging ornaments to make out in my garage and Santa Shop (can't breath!) Is less than two weeks away.

I guess it'll be okay, I mean I can get my volunteer forms up to school before 3:30pm. I can call every single parent I know and beg, grovel, and bribe them to help me. I can get all the fliers to the publishers and handed out next week. And it'll all be great and the kids will love it! Who am I kidding?

But you know what? It is going to happen no matter how much I complain, good or bad, I have absolutely no control over it. I can only work with what I have, I'm not supermom! So I am going to finish printing my fliers, take them up to school and head over to the publishers to drop off the other things that need to be printed for next week and than it is out of my hands.

Santa Shop will happen this year and next year I can sit back and laugh at the poor chump who signed up to be in charge!

(Unless it goes great and than maybe I'll do it one more year...)