I had a nice day yesterday, I really did. Everyone was happy with their gifts (including me!) and there were no major disasters, fallouts etc.
But AIBU to think that Boxing Day is actually much better? The pressure is off, there's still plenty of nice food around and you can actually relax without worrying or stressing about whether you have made enough stuffing or if great uncle is going to launch into a racist tirade.
Christmas Day is heaped with expectations and excitement that the reality never quite measures up to. I'm always knackered by six o'clock.
I'm now in my lovely new christmas pjs, drinking vodka and lemonade and eating some christmas chocs whilst watching the racing with DH. Tis bliss. We shall have a mix and match tea and generally pick at things, drink lots and have some quality time together.