December is kicking my ass.

It isn't note worthy because it happens every year. I love Christmas and every year I come up with all sorts of plans and ideas. The problem lies in November. I spend the first half of the month obsessing about my birthday, then there's Thanksgiving and poof the month is gone. This year was particularly bad and I 'm embarrassed to admit that I had a little panic attack on December 1st. I feel like one of those narcoleptic dachshunds that gets so excited that it passes out.