I’m happy that Christmas is over… I know it sounds mean, grinch-like, and not so friendly, but I’m really glad that it is. Yesterday began way too early (3:00 a.m.), and I was completely drained before 6:00 a.m., the kids were melting down before lunch was ready, and we still had family to entertain. The house was a complete mess, the kids were exhausted and had way too much sugar, even us grown-ups were cranky and moody. I was ready to take off my mask of Christmas cheer, and call it a night.
Now, there are a few things that I do like about Christmas. I love spending time with my family, and hanging out with my little nieces. I love making favorite dishes for my family. I also love the lights, and simple decorations. What I’m not a fan of is the competitive shopping, competetive present giving, and filling the void with stuff. I have a lot of issues with consumerism in general, and Christmas is just overwhelming. I’m sad that we have gotten so far away from everything that truly is important, and we spend our time shopping, returning, and all of that other nonsense.
Today, I woke up, still sore and tired, but felt a little better. All of the stresses of being perfect and hostessing duties were finished, and I was ready to get the house back together. I’ve spent the morning diffusing tantrums, and taking out the trash. The house is slowly coming back together, and I hope my mind will soon follow.