going with the flow

This year I decided the holidays just were not going to be perfect. They never are, but the difference is I'm lowering my expectations just enough to keep the stress quotient down. The tree is up and has lights, but only about seven ornaments (yes, I know, it's two days to Christmas). Success story: Instead of sitting down and doing the cards all at once, I just did a few each day (I have to write a note in each one...send the love all personal and nice.) And most--but not all--are done and in the mail. This morning my commute to work was all messed up...I made myself breathe and not fight it and not think about all the things I have to do and how I'll probably get home too late (commute home probably will be bad also) to do what I want. So what? I've been asking the family for help...and leaving them to do whatever their own way. Whew. This could be my calmest Christmas ever!