Sorry - very long post!
Last year I had a real downer at Christmas. I love the season but I'd started a new job, a lot to learn and a lot of responsibility. On top of that my mum was in a home with dementia - my DSis's visited over Christmas but not Christmas Day so I had taken it upon myself for me, DH and DS to visit on the day. I also have a small on line business which was ridiculously busy. And I was trying to 'do Christmas' like 'it should be done' (whatever that is).
I'd left the Christmas gift buying late (DH always does his family Christmas and birthday gifts - he's a grown up so doesn't need me to shop for him). I'd left the Christmas cards late so, even with DH taking loads to work (he was working away which didn't help either), I was still stressed at night and not sleeping because I had a list in my head that wasn't getting shorter. And, yes, he did offer to go and buy them but, guess what the control freak in me said?
I was a control freak about the Christmas tree - which went up late because the on line business was crazily busy. But would I accept DH and DS doing it alone as they suggested? Nope, I had to do it - control freak.
I'd booked an event we all enjoyed the previous year, the Saturday before Christmas. Which coincided with my on line business final day so I was rushing to sort all that out. Talk about trying to do it all!
And then did the Christmas shop on the Tuesday before Christmas! I have never done a big shop in Christmas week - it's manic - but I'd got so stressed with DH working away (forgot how much he actually does at Christmas time), new job, mum, on line business. I'd run out of days to do the shop gradually.
Going to mum on Christmas Day meant mid morning hauling DS, who was 11 at the time, out from under the pile of presents, rushing back to cook lunch then realising mum didn't even know what day it was. Mum actually ignored us saying goodbye on the day as the team were bringing around chocolates when we brought her down from her room, so she'd have been perfectly fine with her fellow residents and we could have spread the days out a bit. But guilt makes you do things rather than really think about it.
I ended up in tears Christmas afternoon and vowed then that it was going to be different.
So I sat down and wrote out all the stuff that had been 'crap' in my mind - even the rushing off to see mum when I knew deep down a few weeks before that it wasn't going to work and she didn't know it was Christmas. I then worked out what I would do differently.
This year I've been adding things like jars of pickles (the non perishables) to my shopping trolley every so often and popping them in a box in the spare room. If Covid lock down comes again I'll still have my piccalilli ha ha! Mum used to do the same and we used to laugh about it. Now I can see why - she worked full time and had three of us plus a small budget. Always spread it out she'd say. I'll get the other bits and pieces as they hit the shops. Then it's the perishables nearer the time and that's it. Buying two or three 'bits' each shop is a lot easier to cope with.
I've already bought a few things for DS and DH as I've seen a slowing down in the post with my business and I think ordering early is the key this year, especially if we get a lock down.
I'll buy the cards as soon as they come out and DH and I will write them between us over time instead of setting up the stress levels. I've set up a label for each person on the PC so that saves the writing of addresses! Anything to make things quicker or easier when I'm busy.
Mum sadly died this year but I had put on my list that we would have done a Boxing day visit this year. The care team were lovely on Christmas day but they actually had so much to do with gifts/treats/huge Christmas meal for every resident, that they like the visits spread out too. It got too much for mum last year with the noise and us taking her away from the festivities to talk in her room (all she wanted was her chocolate and mince pie!) but I'm glad we did the final Christmas with her.
Oh, and my sisters and I haven't exchanged Christmas gifts for over 20 years. When their children came along my sisters asked if I minded just doing the kids. They could then spend the money they'd have spent on me and DH on a nice bottle of wine or a trip to the panto and we'd do the same. DH spoke to his sisters after Christmas about doing the same and they breathed a sigh of relief. So no one apart from the children in the families will get gifts from us this year. I'll buy for DH, he'll buy for me and we'll spend the rest on a treat for our little family.
I'm actually looking forward to Christmas this year. I booked the event we go to (yes they've already opened the books and were selling out fast). But I've done it for two days after I close my on line business for the season. It gives me a couple of days to de-stress from my busiest month of business.
I realised, last year, that I need to think about what is important to me and mine rather than doing Christmas the way people think it should be done. If you want pie and mash on Christmas day, then have it. It's your day.
I do think, though, that you can't just cancel Christmas if there are other people involved. You have to put yourself in their shoes. I did - I was so annoyed at crying on Christmas day. Poor DS wasn't sure what was going on. DH was concerned with my stress levels and was desperately trying to help me. That is not happening this year - I've cut the rubbish, the stuff we do just because it's Christmas. We're doing Christmas our way - I've already spoken to DH and DS about what they really enjoy at Christmas and that is woven into the timetable. If they want something that takes up a lot of time organising it, they have to plan it though. I'm spreading the stress this year - which hopefully means there will be much less.
We'll have a good one this year as a way of celebrating (hopefully) we've got through this stage of Covid. Then we'll relax and take on the new year whatever it brings.