The Hangover

I have a hangover.

It isn’t from dehydration or too much alcohol.

It isn’t from digestive excess either.

It’s from holiday shopping.

I have a shopping hangover.

Beginning at 7 am Black Friday until Sunday at 2 pm I overdosed in Christmas expenditure.

I signed my name away to the point of carpel tunnel distress.

The fruits of my credit cards lie on my dining room table.

And today, in between the clicks of Cyber Monday I will lumber and re-organize.

Because tomorrow is tree-day.

It’s time to begin work on another seasonal ill--the decorating hangover.

And it’s not even December yet.