Dear Santa
It’s been a minute. I hope all is well. BTW: You’re killing it in the influencer stakes - kudos to you, my guy! Look, I know this is a long shot, but I’d like to put forward my Christmas list for your consideration. I know, I know. The closing date was a good 40 years ago, but I’m appealing for leniency. I’m not asking for a Chanel necklace or front-row tickets to Taylor Swift’s Era Tour. (Although…)
I’m not even sure if this is your bag. What I’m asking for is more of a midlife mercy mission. Put simply, I’m writing this in a t-shirt in the middle of December. Do me a solid and show this letter to Mrs. Claus. Something tells me she’ll relate. Thanks in advance, Santa. You’re a keeper.
Annmarie x
My 2023 Christmas List
A silent night: Insomnia, night sweats, waking up at 1 am with no chance of nodding off again. Welcome to the car crash that is perimenopause AND early-onset Parkinson’s. I used to need a bouncer and an Act of God to get up in the morning. Now I need a miracle or a mild coma to guarantee six hours of broken sleep. I’ll accept either at this stage.
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