I've Given Up On Social Niceties, I Threw Them Out When I Threw Out Your Keys...

Why do I insist on making the Holiday season so hard? I can never just be happy with the store bought decorations or presents. I have always feel the need to make it bigger and better. More sparkle, more shine and more bloody work for me. I seem to be a glutton for punishment, because the truth is- I love it. I love working really hard on the Holidays. It makes me happy and gives me much satisfaction. I have just felt the lists of things to do get longer and longer until I wonder if I am even planning more than I could ever get to. How do I make myself stop at some point? When does the madness end? Oh thats right- Christmas Eve... Hopefully it comes soon...