On Michele’s behalf, as well as my own, I step up to the plate on this Sunday two weeks before Christmas to add a brief note on our recent absence. Maybe, like us, you once again find yourselves so far behind the eightball of the December holidays that you can’t see the pool table anymore. Possibly, you too are struggling with an overload of professional demands – on one hand an overabundance of them and, on the other, a decided dearth – which always seem to pile on during a time of year that’s already ridiculously busy outside your office, wherever it might be.
It’s possible that you are wrestling with myriad health mysteries, your own or those of your kin, that defy diagnosis or cure and may wreak havoc or cause only multiple smaller inconveniences, like the almost complete inability to remember even the most mundane things like where you have deposited the charger for your laptop, although while you’re looking for it in the couch cushions you find the watch you lost three weeks ago.
It could be that you’ve had a wild rush of social commitments, an unexpected week of cooking and dining and catching up with friends new and old since, after all, you’ve decorated your house and, ‘tis the season. Are you rushing to use up your insurance dollars – the vision plan you only get every other year but haven’t yet used, the flexible spending account that has to be emptied by December 31 or you lose whatever’s left?
You might be dealing with all of the above, trying to figure out what you want the next phase of your professional and personal life to look like, and still find yourself completely and helplessly sucked in by the second season of “The Good Wife” on Netflix only to find that CBS.com and Hulu.com are missing Episodes 1-6 of the third season and you now have the final Season 2 DVD in your possession and “WHERE THE HELL CAN I FIND THE FIRST SIX?!?!?!?,” behaving like a junkie deprived of next week’s dose of smack. Must. Know. If. Alicia. Leaves. Peter.
Chances are, like us, the things in your life these days seem either too overwhelming, too personal, too common, or even too embarrassing to put down in writing and put out here, where the whole world can see you! And so you cook your dinners, go to your parties, make medical appointments, work late, sleep badly, plan, order, wrap, drink, search, swear, clean, eat too much, forget to exercise, and wonder where, exactly, the magic of the season has got to.
Once we have it all under control, we promise we’ll be back.