Last year, I wrote that December is the month of fail for academic women. Much is different this time around. For the first time in forever, I haven’t planned any travel in December. We’re just staying home, and we’re not having anyone over, either. Just a tiny, little nuclear family holiday sounds like a dream to someone who has to travel thousands of miles to see the next level of kin, and then thousands more to see any others.
Plus, I finished my courses, just a couple exams to go, and I can see two whole, gigantic weeks ahead of me without classes to teach and with Kid in school. I can do anything now. I have to admit that the amount of stuff I want to do is daunting: tree decorating, gift shopping, grad student paper reading, book reviewing, quantitative skill building, paper writing, and even, for the absolute first time since Kid was born, I will send out holiday cards to my friends and family.
It is even going to snow soon, and maybe we’ll have a chance to toboggan and make that snow fort Kid has been talking about since August. Whatever we do, we have a giant helping of play to accomplish during Kid’s winter break. And for once, I have enough head space to be looking forward to that without distractions. It may be a lot to do, but somehow there is an invisible line of overwhelm that December has pushed me over in the past, but this year I am on the right side of it. December is full of WIN this year.