NaBloPoMo Day 20: To Card or Not to Card
I just read Swistle's post about (among other things) Christmas cards and realized that it's November 19th and I could conceivably start writing Christmas cards right now or very soon. Last year I sent out a record number because I figured it was a rough time for a lot of us and happy mail would be a good thing. I put out a call on social media for anyone who wanted one to give me their address. I sent Christmas cards back to artisans that I ordered from through the online craft show (one was named Creepy Christine and that was too fun NOT to address a card to).
I've gone through several permutations of how I do cards. I used to write at least a small paragraph in every single card. As time and hand strength became more scarce, that became unsustainable. I didn't want to do a one-letter-fits-all thing, so then I typed up messages and printed them out. That was kind of a pain in the butt too. I like it when people get photo cards printed, but I'm not even close to well-organized enough to do that in time. I usually go through our photos for the year and print a selection of wallet-sized pics and put one or a few in each card. I like this in theory, but it inevitably results in me ending up with way too many leftover photos, and also I have a Chromebook now and there doesn't seem to be a way to print photos to our printer, which I just remembered also doesn't work anymore.
Well, enumerating all the ways in which my Christmas card methods have failed, clearly I suck at doing Christmas cards, forget it, never again, shut up, don't look at me, I'm hideous.
Okay, deep breath. This year, I asked Jody (HI AGAIN JODY) if I could fraudulently use her Costco card to order some prints. I will strictly limit how many I allow myself to print. I will probably just write 'Merry Christmas' and our names, except for a few people who I don't see often and am not connected with on social media. And I will start soon so I can do a few at a time and not be a panicky mess with my hand frozen into a claw by December 20th.
Ha hahahahahaha. Right.