The pressure for wonderfulness gets to me - I break a tooth, get a cold or food poisoning - If it were just the week, but it starts in September and the hype builds and builds. Next year I am going to a cottage or some form of escape. Anyway, to all of us who get the 'pressure' - only a few more days and its all over!!! - Back to sane foods, a tidy house and a normal life - hooray.
I’ve found living in the sticks is the perfect antidote to the madness of a city Christmas. This is my second country Christmas after 50-odd in the city and the difference is truly surprising. I’ve gone from hating the whole affair to actually rather liking it this time round.
I understand sandelf although I was called grumpy for saying I would like to take the decorations down. I was thinking of taking a cottage somewhere next year but I would like the whole family to come as we cant seem to get together at Christmas. Only a few days to go now - I'm having a therapeutic clean up - feels wonderful.