I used to be very pro Christmas but am finding as I’m getting older I’m realising the day itself is just not fun - especially when hosting!
Enforced time in close quarters with family, (some (one!) of whom is incredibly difficult and raises my blood pressure any day of the year!), lots of unrelenting noise and busyness, driving miles to pick up aforementioned annoying relative, the evils of cooking the 3 million elements of a Christmas roast with no chance of keeping it hot or yourself cool, DD who you actually want to spend time with but gets sidelined in the craziness of Christmas jobs and who was then completely wiped out by lunchtime due to excitement, oh and the added fun this year of a pricey electronic present for DD which wouldn’t fudging work after hours of trying!!
DH and I both got the the end of the day once all had left and DD was asleep feeling exactly the same, and agreeing we’re not sure we really like ‘people’ 🤣😱. We had also got tetchy with each other at points in the day due to all the above, and around 10pm I literally had a little cry after the overwhelm of the day…
The only bit we loved of the day was first thing, with just us two and our very excited 3 year old, opening presents and really feeling the Christmas magic…yep, 7am-9am was the day highlight 🤣
I’m thinking pizza next year…or running away…
Anyone else feeling my pain?!