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I have been feeling like fail lately, with life things, but I'm posting to remind myself that Christmas is just another day, and I don't have to stress overly about it. If some people can't make it that's not the end of the world. If we have to use a backup present, not the end of the world. House isn't spotless before mom comes? Not the end of
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My mom insists on starting cleaning her house (3 bedroom split-level) house beginning December. Walls, ceilings, the whole works. Mostly for rooms no visitors will see.
She's also very religious and there are tons of Catholic masses to attend.
She also insists on cooking multiple species in multiple ways, when often we are only feeding 5-6 people on Christmas day. The recipes are complicated. She stays up to 2-3am to finish the prep and then gets up at 8am to start cooking it all.
I can't help. My brother, who is actually staying overnight at the parent's place, can't help.
By lunch time, she is exhausting and short-tempered. Over the last couple years, I have figured out that if I don't want a completely miserable Christmas in the 500 degree kitchen with an unpredictable mean woman, I need to ply her with alcohol. Let's not discuss the other family shenanigans going on where you want to hide the alcohol.
I'd rather have a grilled cheese sandwich, in a dusty house but pleasant people, having fun and no toasts about how they thought they'd be dead by now.
Give yourself a break about the "stuff" part of Christmas. What's important is the atmosphere and the fun.
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