Merry Christmas! I'm here, alone, with a drink in the semi-darkness of fairy lights, enjoying the peace and quiet, remembering my own childhood Christmases, missing my parents who are no longer with us, and realising that what I remember about Christmas was them, the excitement of Christmas Eve and Christmas day, laughter, games. I don't remember how clean the house was, and whether anyone had done any ironing all week. I hope that my DCs are building the same memories.
I started one of those 'fix everything by Christmas' threads at the end of October. Perfect Christmas, perfect house, perfect me (well, that was unrealistic, but a healthier me at least). It was useful, and I did manage a lot of decluttering, healthier eating, and good Christmas planning. But I still have a full basket of ironing, and I've been chasing my tail all weekend with stuff.
So that's that. I LOVE the preparation for Christmas, and I'm sad that it is all over. Not because there is more to do (there is, but realistically, like OP and others here, we're fine) but because it really has been loads of fun. Two DCs who enjoy it (almost) as much as I do, and advent has been a time of preparation in all kinds of ways. Santa has been, we have food to eat tomorrow, and we have each other. The fact that we also have ironing, cleaning, decorating and other chores to do doesn't matter.
Clink! (with my Santa teacup)