Well, December rolls on apace and I am multiply overbooked, as ever.

This is my last week to submit my overdue papers to the iSchool (brace yourselves for my inevitable withdrawal from the program – I’m not usually a quitter, but I can see no purpose in proceeding, really). Last night I was going to dutifully write my final 1230 management paper at least, but was shanghaied to celebrate Dave & Lena’s fabulous news (they’re engaged! hooray!).

Tomorrow is the CO staff Christmas party, which I’m ducking out of early to go see a concert at the newly renovated Royal Conservatory with my friend Adam and a small crew of special lady friends (Casey’s having a post-party at the Beast, but I feel I will be beyond exhausted at that point).

Friday is a celebratory, “Yay! Christie’s finished her MBA!” celebration at a murder mystery dinner theater, then, if I have any juice left at the end of the day, I’ve been asked to join Alastair and Pastor Marty for an evening of dancing to Big John Bates and the Voodoo Dolls at the Reverb.

Not sure what the weekend holds, but Monday next is the #HoHoTO party at the MOD club. Tuesday is Amy’s birthday dinner… the list goes on. Worst of all, it’s my birthday party next Friday, and I haven’t planned a damn thing, other than asking Casey to DJ. No idea what to serve re: food, drinks, haven’t sent reminders, haven’t planned anything at all. Just asked some folks if they’d like to stop by.

And of course, this evening, I’m starting to feel a bit sick. Throat sore, etc. Not good timing.

Work is also, uh, a wee bit busy at the moment. That’s the understatement of the year, but I won’t/can’t elaborate. On top of all this, I’m trying to go home to visit my Mum as often as possible to soak up the festive spirit of having our first Christmas tree in years.

Speaking of Mum, I asked her to find me a few Christmas sweaters for me to take in to work for our Christmas party tomorrow. She is an absolute marvel at hunting things down. Look at these gaudy gems! How does she find these things?