DCs not quite back at school yet, decs are still up, and I'm still munching my way through the Christmas cake. And yesterday I was all for keeping some Christmas cheer going in the coming weeks. But I've just put all the boring normal routines on the calendar, cleaned out the fridge and opened my work email for the first time in a week. And, possibly because I was up half the night with a hacking cough (thank you, DP) I'm wandering around this morning feeling as if I dreamt the whole of Christmas, or that I wasn't really there. I disappeared into my own little Christmas bubble which has now burst.
Is it just me? I'm tired, cold-ridden, not in the mood for work, and feeling the January slump after a week (actually a month probably) of Christmas activity. But it really does feel as is I imagined the whole thing. But my jeans are a bit tight, so it must have happened I suppose 