It’s around this time that Christmas fatigue begins to set in. Around a week (ok, so that’s 4 days now..eek) before the big day I seem to get a lull, so near but yet so far. I’ve already done a years worth of food and gift shopping yet there are always several ‘one last thing’s’ to buy. This year is no different and yesterday I braved the crazed madness of the supermarket. Shoppers were stocking up like the end of food itself was imminent, scavenging for the last of the 36 piece indian selection boxes, well ha! cos I got it.
Oh dear what’s happening to me!!
Over the tannoy they were playing Live Aid’s Feed the World, which is exactly what everyone was trying to do, by the looks of the buckling trolleys. Even Erin is feeling it, the last two days she’s done nothing but grump and moan, the wait for Santa is taking it’s toll, poor wee mite (!) While she eagerly awaits the big arrival, my husband suffers the impatient and vulturous crowds (he’s a bus driver), I still have ‘one last thing’ to get, sour cream and chive dip, for how can christmas be a success without it when I already have enough food to feed the 5000, enough alcohol to open a pub (even though I barely drink) and enough presents to keep Santa’s elves out of work for some time. Blindly, I will still be making the last minute dash to buy said dip, what a mad season this is!
Merry Christmas all, oh, and Happy New Year - when hopefully we can all get back to normal for seven months, when we can begin the whole charade again.
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Update
Just found this picture of Erin from last year, remembered exactly why we do it all. Ahhhh.
3 Responses to “Christmas Fatigue”
it’s in the Rules. you have to realise at the very last minute that you have forgotten something essential! Duke is, at this very moment wandering round Tescos hoping to spot whatever it is we have forgotten
Im so ready for the holidays to be over, just grateful other people feed us
LOL - I came home announcing “hooray - That’s my last shop before Christmas” in a “na na na na na” style. I looked in the cupboards this afternoon and found I was out of washing powder and muffin cases. It’s a good job hubby wasn’t shopped out. He nipped out to collect the bits and bobs I’d forgotten.
It doesn’t quite beat a few years ago when on Christmas Day I got ready to roast the turkey and soon realised that I hadn’t replaced the roasting tin that I’d binned a few weeks previously. Thank goodness for friendly neighbours, who were able to loan us a spare.
Merry Christmas ;-D