Somehow it kind of snuck up on me this year.
I had all these wonderful gift ideas and card-making ideas. I even wrote them on colored Post-Its in my planner, just so I wouldn’t forget.
And then, last week after three sixteen hour work days, I realized it was Thursday.
I fell behind on actually producing and mailing my wonderful ideas.
I fell behind just like updating my blog.
And my website.
And the housework.
And my running.
And when I spoke with my Mumsy on Valentine’s Day, I realized that my store-bought cards hadn’t even reached my loved ones in time.
“I feel bad, I had all these wonderful gift ideas,” I complained to my Mum.
“Don’t feel bad, you’re busy.”
“Maybe next year won’t be so busy,” I hoped.
“We always think that,” Mum responds, more than likely shaking her head at her twenty-something daughter who, evidently, still has a lot to learn.
For now, I will steal one of Mike’s Valentine’s Day macarons, complete with a healthy dose of Nutella between the chewy shells to lighten my mood.