So it is Christmas again.
Do you remember my last year’s Christmas blog?
I decided not to stress so much, and it worked. This year, I perfected the art of ” I don’t care, let’s just enjoy a disorganised Christmas” even more.
This year, I have not been fretting and shopping at all, well, not yet.
Normally I always used to get into my “Christmas funk “as my American partner calls it.
I used to worry about the food shopping, presents, the queues in the shops and traffic, gifts wrapping (I am useless, and when I wrap presents, I look like Mr Bean, covered in sellotape almost as much as my parcels). I got stressed, overworked, invited too many people, and ended up close to tears wishing I would fall asleep and wake up in the spring. Or maybe wishing for my family and friends abandoning me so that I could go skiing and somebody else would make me dinners.
Last year was better, I relaxed, cooked less, and had a nice and quiet Christmas with my adult children. Nobody starved, and everybody was happy with their presents.
I am learning.
Well, this year is different again.
I am no longer working, although I am travelling so much and having so much fun that I wonder how I ever had time to work before! I am enjoying my newly found vision, and have an interesting, fun life.
As far as Christmas goes, I am so laid back this year that I am horizontal.
I have almost no presents, no food organised and we will most likely have no presents and go hungry. I do have enough red wine, but one of my children is teetotal! I will have some Christmas cookies from Prague.
My close ones are the same. One does not have the flight home fixed yet, the other always buys the tree on Christmas Eve, and I don’t have a clue what I am doing on New Year’s eve and Day. I’d like to visit my partner in America , but he does not know yet if he will be there! He might be somewhere on business!
But does it give me palpitations like in the past? Nope!
I am slowly learning to relax, and make “game time plans”, to use one of many sports’ metaphors of my American man.
And yes, it might all end up a complete disaster, but you know what? I doubt it.
I think we will be happy to be together, have more than enough food, and lots of fun.
As my wise children said when I asked them what they want for Christmas: “A mother who is not stressed ” Well, they are getting one this year, probably covered in sellotape.
I wish you all a very nice Christmas, and a wonderful interesting 2016.
And NOT interesting in the sense of that infamous Chinese curse “May you live in interesting times”