Every year I vow that I will be more organised next Christmas but it never seems to happen. The truth is that I love Christmas. And I think I actually enjoy the chaos of it all. I love shopping when Slade is on a loop. I enjoy wrapping the presents with a glass of Baileys and Love Actually on tv for company. I love battling my way around Waitrose in search of Heston’s reindeer dropping flavoured custard.
But this year, I am accidentally more organised than I ever intended to be or indeed ever have been in my whole life! Give or take a couple of presents, my shopping is all done. In fact, most of the presents are wrapped already and squirrelled away. I have still enjoyed it just as much. I have loved every bit of the shopping and I must confess that the shops being that much quieter than they are about to get, made it even better. Having the house to myself with the children all at school now has meant that I have been able to spend whole days (yes days plural!) lovingly wrapping each present. Of course it means that the shops still have all the best wrapping paper, bows and ribbons on sale and I’m not running out and having to resort to using whatever the shop has left. This pleases me probably more than it should but I put as much effort into the wrapping of my presents as I put into the choosing of the gift. I’m a weirdo like that.
I always thought that being super organised would take some of the fun out of Christmas somehow but it really hasn’t. I was synchronising diaries with Mr Mostly yesterday and although I am still quite sure that there are not enough days in December, the sight of a full diary isn’t quite as daunting as it might have been. Between my four children, I will be spending most of the month sat at the back of a school hall. Not that I am complaining of course. I know how lucky I am to be at every single nativity play and carol concert having been the working mum in a previous life who used to miss out on all of this stuff. But I can actually sit back and look forward to enjoying every single packed day ahead knowing that the lion’s share of the work is done.
To be fair, I am only this organised by accident and I’m still not quite sure how I got so far ahead of myself so don’t go asking me for my top tips. But it actually feels great to be organised for once. And yes, maybe even a teeny tiny bit smug.