That's because for most of us, the Christmas period, whilst lovely and all that, is stupid busy. I mean, really, it's full on. The family and friends, the presents, the food, the drinking and the late nights and the not-sleeping in all combine to be a whole lot of fun in that exhausting and often way too stressful manner.
For kids, it's just awesome, plain and simple. They get presents, they play. Done. For us, it's a whole different ball game. It's not just a day. It's a season. It's weeks of preparation. It's financial hell. It's the constant guilt of filling your guts with bad choices. Then doing it again.
|Fun Fact: Most of what's missing is in my belly.|
I just LOVE how they're pretending to get along. Warms my heart.
Anyway, now that I'm officially finished my holiday (and I use that term loosely), I'm back. I'm ready to lay low for a while. I'm ready to put the wine glasses up in a high cupboard (not too high, of course). I'm ready to remove 2L ice-cream from my weekly shopping list and I will try, I repeat try, not to leave my house in the same clothes I slept in.
I'm getting the easel and the paints out. I'll be posting regularly again on this blog and I might even crank out a sit-up or a push-up every now and then. I'm setting goals, friends and stuff me with more Christmas if I don't reach them.
2015 is going to be a good year, I can feel it in my bones, buried deep beneath layers and layers of wine, trifle and Christmas cake.
Do you have big plans for 2015?