This year, we overspent on the lead up to the holiday – big time. It all started with a trip to IKEA which opened close to home recently (and, swoon… that place gives me all the heart eyes), and ended with me buying a new to me camera and Tyler finding a renewed love for woodworking (which has resulted in me getting some pretty sweet swag in the process, so I can’t complain). That, coupled with the fact that somehow my wish that the National Student Loans Service Centre forget I exist didn’t come true, means one thing: Christmas is going to be STARK this year (think: North of the Wall, for the Game of Thrones lovers).
We’re all busy. And, if you’re anything like me, the busier life gets – the more Mom Guilt sneaks its way in. It’s a vicious cycle. My level of Mom Guilt rises exponentially, incidentally, during final exam season – which I find myself in the throes of, again.