It just hit me.

It's Monday again, and this one looks brighter. I'm at work - and have to be here all week this week since it's the week of our huge Christmas distribution - and not only is it getting me out of the darkness and isolation of my own bedroom, but it's also getting me into the Christmas spirit. I needed that, since with only two weeks until Christmas I hadn't really given it a whole lot of thought. We have our tree up and I've bought some gifts, but it has still seemed like it was so far off that I didn't need to consume my thoughts with it. It's funny - with Christmas everywhere and the music playing incessantly, you'd think I'd have nothing but Christmas on the brain, but I've somehow blocked it all out so that I don't get sick of it long before I should. It's sort of a defense mechanism, I guess you could say.

We have a Christmas party tonight with the "old gang" that used to have Bible study together for several years. I'm looking forward to it and dreading it at the same time.....I can't wait for social interaction and I'm scared of it. I'm such a contradiction.

I'm at work, so I need to get out to the warehouse and help unload the truck. There are more toys than I've ever seen in my life. Yea, Christmas!