So Crazy it hurts...

I made a final trip to town last night. I don't mean final as in I'll never go there again, I mean my final trip to do my April shopping. What on earth? you say. Let me explain a slight flaw in my person. If my holiday shopping isn't done at least 6 weeks before said holiday I feel slightly crazed. I can't think straight. I am being completely honest, I become very irritable until I get it done. And have even been known to have dreams of the holiday coming and me forgetting to buy anything. (I'm a poor excuse of a tooth fairy because with only a day to prepare myself I usually forget) So last night Kasey and I made one more excursion to the big city and bought Easter and her birthday, and a few little items for our vacation. I slept like a baby last night. Craziness is bliss!