Whenever I watch old movies and read books set in bygone eras, I’m struck by how late they shopped, how they’d wait until Christmas Eve to trim the tree. If even Donna Reed’s character in “It’s A Wonderful Life” – the quintessential mom and housewife – didn’t drag out her Rubbermaid bin of ornaments until December 24, should we really hold ourselves to a higher standard?
My point: despite what Instagram would have us believe, there’s no such thing as “too late”. No matter when you start, it counts.