There might have been a day where I would have viewed the title of this post as an absolute oxymoron. However, today I am seriously loving how chaotic things are. Running in 100 different directions and trying to squeeze an 8-hr work day in on Christmas Eve. Having received less than 4 hours of sleep and running on empty. A 1-bedroom apartment with 6 people, 4 of them teenagers! Yet I can't stop singing Christmas carols. The morning began when I arrived at work and realized my phone wasn't where it was supposed to be. I tried calling the number and didn't hear anything so called my husband and left a message to look for my phone. Then I decided I would run out to the car to see if it might have fallen out of my purse. As I went to grab my keys, I discovered I had two sets of keys, mine and my husbands. There go the lunch plans! Now instead of running my last minute errands, I would be running home to pick up a phone and drop off the keys. I still managed to get it all done and was able to stop and get the stocking stuffers too! On a day that would normally find me cussing at all the other drivers on the road, shoppers in the stores and anyone else bold enough to get in my way, I found myself singing Christmas carols and unable to wipe the smile off my face! I am so filled with joy and happiness, even on 3 hours of sleep! Joy in looking at our beautiful Christmas tree and the pretty packages wrapped up below, joy in the 8 stocking stretched end to end on our two bookshelves, joy in the myriad of other decorations strewn throughout the apartment and joy in the faces and voices of all of my step-children, all filled with that special Christmas excitement! I feel more blessed than I deserve to be. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!