That was the last time I didn't suck at Christmas Eve eve.
3 years ago I famously had the carpets cleaned and the whole house smelled like a rain-soaked New Zealand sheep farm and was barely dry as the Christmas Eve dinner guests arrived.
TBH I can't even remember last Christmas eve eve but I am sure it fell short of my expectations.
Today was another christmas eve eve that fell short.
I was SO on my Christmas planning this year with an empty nest and all.
I was crossing off the lists, finding sweet deals, making plans with people.... I was on fire.
I was also contemplative, grateful and focused on advent.
Also maybe a bit smug about just how well it was all going.
So today I have walked 7km mostly in grocery stores and my house.
I even went into a mall today - briefly.
The house is stocked for a few big meals, the happy turkey is chilling in the fridge, the dressing and vegetables are made for Christmas day (thanks to Allan even with an injured calf) and the table is half set. All the gifts are wrapped (except for that one I keep forgetting to do!), the lists are getting shorter, Lindsay is baking, David is out with friends.
There was no quiet family day, christmas music, cider-sipping, movie watching, shortbread munching.... no napping.
The house is a mess. The dishwasher is running for the second time today.
This time tomorrow we will have had a delicious Christmas eve dinner with family and friends, exchanged some gifts, be sitting in the glow of the beautiful christmas tree contemplating Christmas to come and this madness of christmas eve eve will be forgotten.
Right now I am finally putting my feet up, sipping a glass of wine, putting Boney M Christmas on the ipod and ignoring the several tasks I should try and accomplish tonight.
Next year, if I am not sipping Mai Tais on a Hawaiian beach I will be here, lowering my expectations of this strange day of the year - the eve of Christmas Eve.
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