Christmas Eve. Still haven't wrapped presents. I told Danny that Santa just hadn't come yet. I still feel bad about lying to him. He asked me earlier if the North Pole really existed, and I told him no. And then Emily got upset (she likes to be in on it all) and told me not to tell him the truth. Which was funny, since she basically told him I wasn't lying. I wonder if any other parents feel bad for pretending that Santa's real.
Last night I made a list of magazines I wanted to submit articles to in January. Just making that list made me nervous. I felt rejected before I even sent anything. I'm just not sure how to proceed with all of this. I wish someone could help me get started, but I don't know anyone who's done it before. Kind of sucks to be the first. That happens to me a lot with things. Wonder what that means. Hmm. Well, I'm going to try not to procrastinate with it, at least. That's one of my resolutions. Just do it. Wait, isn't that a Nike slogan? Well, I'll still try it. Good luck to me...
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