After spending a 10 days in Sonoma with the kids and then Ryan, I came home to start December feeling like I had a million things to get done. Work is at it’s busiest, life is at it’s busiest. Before December 1st even came we had already put up our Christmas lights, decorated the tree, ordered the holiday cards and started blowing through the checklist of things I wanted to get done. It took me through the end of the week and being so exhausted that I was starting to get sick to realize that although I was plowing my list and we were getting through all the holiday stuff at lightning speed I wasn’t finding the joy in what we were doing. I wasn’t crushing it and I wasn’t present.