Giving & Receiving

Christmas Presents

For some reason since moving out here, we don’t do Christmas presents. We don’t give them and we don’t receive them. Does that sound sad?

Well it isn’t I promise, as it takes away a lot of pressure to find something that the other person hasn’t got, that they want and that you can afford to buy.

That’s a lot of stress just because someone says you must buy a gift on this day.

I Am Not A Scrooge!

Christmas Baubles
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

I’m not a scrooge, I enjoy Christmas now.

I love the lights, the food, the time together, the terrible repetitive TV, the winter weather, the carols, the cheesy films, the lights, the decorations and the extra tot of alcohol.

But I hate all the commercialism – I can give or receive a gift any time of the year – and because Dan feels the same way there is no guilt trip, no pressure, no family tradition that we feel we absolutely have to comply with, despite being thousands of miles away from them.

To be honest it’s bliss and if I were religious it would give me that extra time to contemplate, feel blessed and rejoice in what this season should be about.

Turkey & Trimmings

Christmas Dinner
Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay

We celebrate with a large turkey and all the trimmings. There are only two of us so although I get a couple of extra days off work, I generally spend them creating a variety of alternative turkey dishes to keep us fed until about Easter.

And although I am not a scrooge, I do enjoy the economy of ‘One bird – many dinners!’ (That is not a euphemism) ūüôā

The thing I find the hardest at this time of year is relaxing. Now this is weird I know! If I don’t have time to relax, I moan I never have time to relax. When I do get time to relax, I’m like, “So what now?”

Being Told What to Do…

Yes I think that’s it – this is my problem. I don’t like being told what to do!

Buy a present on this day – sit down and relax – eat till you burst (ok I can deal with that one).

Now I have written this down, it makes me question my sanity. If I don’t like being told what to do, why have I created a game called You Decide, where you get to do exactly that?

It’s My Game, My Rules!

Time for Change
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

I must be mad. But I enjoy the interaction, hearing your opinions, seeing what you would do if you were in my shoes.

There is only one problem with all of this, charging for the privilege of joining my ‘game’ doesn’t seem to be working so I’ve changed the rules.

It’s my game, my rules!

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Yes I am so SO aware of the oxymorons in this blog – I could not be more contradictory if I tried… us women are complex creatures.

Reminder of the Rules

Rules are to be broken
Image by Gerd Altmann from Pixabay

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Happy Christmas Everyone – I hope you get to enjoy the festivities, however restricted you are. Here’s to 2021 not being quite so stubborn!

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