I remember about this time last year writing a post about grabbing some time to enjoy Christmas for myself. How I was determined not to be that mother who spends the whole of December running around like a headless chicken being too busy to enjoy any of it before finally collapsing in a heap on Christmas Day. Sometimes saying things out loud means that they actually happen and do you know what? They did. Simple little Christmassy promises that I made to myself really did happen. And I plan to do just the same again this year. In all honesty, this year hasn’t been the best. In fact, it has been a complete pigs ear for the most part and I can’t wait to see the back of it. All the more reason to squeeze as much fun and sparkle out of December as I possibly can.
Having to watch the pennies means that I am actually scarily organised on the shopping front this year. Which is no bad thing of course and having less to do means that I can pinch a bit more time for me. I love shopping and especially shopping for the people who I love but fighting the crowds in December when you’re on a mission isn’t always fun let’s be honest. I still plan to have a wander around the shops though but just to enjoy the festive spirit without the pressure of having to actually shop. I have to confess that the promise of a sickly sweet coffee on the high street with a gingerbread man drowning in whipped cream doesn’t quite have the same lure as it once did for me but I definitely need to have a Pret Christmas sandwich at some point. That goes without saying. It’s the little things.
I’ve been recording all of the Christmas films that I’ve never seen before like It’s A Wonderful Life and White Christmas. No, I don’t know how I’ve never seen them either. But at some point before that last week of term when I am in school every other day and get swallowed up in the complete and utter chaos, I want to spend an afternoon or three snuggled up watching old Christmas films. I might even break out my secret stash of lebkuchen. Shhh don’t tell! Oh, and I need to natter Mr Mostly into us both watching Love Actually at some point. It doesn’t matter how many times I have seen it, it never fails to make me blub. It wouldn’t be Christmas without shedding big fat snotty tears with Emma Thompson.
Last year I read Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol for the first time since I was a child and do you know what? It was an absolute delight. And one that I would highly recommend. I promised myself there and then that no matter what, it would be a yearly tradition for me and so it shall be. I’ve also squirrelled away a couple of other Christmassy books by Jenny Colgan for myself too which I absolutely cannot wait to crack open.
Another of last years treats to myself was to myself was to download my ancient old Nutcracker CD to my iPhone so I could listen to it in the bath until the water went cold. I plan to have as many Nutcracker baths as possible. I really am that easily pleased. Seriously.
Sometimes, it is the smallest of things that bring us the greatest of pleasures. Taking that little bit of time just for you can go a very long way. There’s no escaping the fact that the weeks in December are the shortest of the year and it is hard to fit everything in I know I know. But if Christmas is feeling stressful then I’m sorry but you’re doing it all wrong. A stress free happy run up to Christmas is not too much to ask, is it? That’s what I’m planning on having again this year anyway.
Happy Christmas with love from me to me. Who’s with me?