I’m not back yet. Not that I ever actually went anywhere.
The thing is, I have been in full-on Christmas mode (that’s code for marinated in Champagne and overdosed on rich foods), and I cannot seem to make the return to real life.
I’m trying. I really am.
Mark and I spent most of our day yesterday sorting through the rubble of paper, cardboard boxes, and those insanely irritating little twisty things that toy packagers seem to think are necessary (toy packaging is enough to make me lose my Christmas spirit). We managed to sort and put away all the toys and books in this house – a feat that deserves much praise. You can put your ooo’s and aaah’s in the comments.
And then, apparently, I checked out. I can’t seem to motivate myself into the rest of real life. Cleaning, blogging, cooking, mom-ing… that all seems so boring and ordinary compared to days of Merry Christmas! being shouted over the din of sugared up children and clinking glasses.
I have concluded that my theme for the end of 2010 may be reluctance. I was slow to warm up to the holiday spirit this year, and I’m taking my time letting go of the holidays, too. Maybe I’ll feel differently on January 2, when the kids are back in school and the holiday season is officially over. For now, though, the idea of going back to normal day-to-day hubbub is kind of off-putting.
In conclusion, I’ll be back in the swing of things soon. Just not today.
I wonder…
:: Are you glad when the holidays end? Or do you feel a bit sad about returning to the day-to-day?
:: Any advice for those of us who struggle with the transition from merriment to reality?







I appreciate the marinated in champagne visual…I’m all in.
And I’m also all about Reluctance as the theme for the waning days of 2010. But I don’t think my Reluctance is a response to the transition of merriment to reality.
As much as the holidays are magical and all that, I find lethargy sets in quickly. Perhaps as a response to the whole ratcheting up of holiday hysteria? I don’t know. But I’m slow to decorate and dreading the putting away — not because it heralds the end of the season, but because it’s so. much. work.
Let’s just open more champagne and wait the whole thing out. Agreed?
Ooooooooh, Ahhhhhhhhh. – you said to save it for the comments
No fair – your questions making me think.
1. A whole month is a lot of build up. I’ve been very Advent-y this Christmas. And I take my decorations down one or two at a time, so they won’t be down for weeks. I have all that time to get back to “normal”. Not sad, because it still lingers until the decorations are all put away. But then I’m not a mom – I have so much less on my table.
2. Advice? Hire nanny McPhee for the Christmas break.
God Bless and Keep
I vote keep celebrating. Right up until Jan 2
I am so with you! I can’t seem to get back into the swing of things. Now I have a horrible cold that makes me just want to lay around…my house is still filled with boxes, toys, games, etc…and I am not motivated to put them away. I’m hoping after the New Year, I can get back into the groove!
i feel like the house is empty when everything goes away, though i’m happy for our routine to return to normal.
I have to add my oooohs and aaaaahs too. i have a hard enough time keeping our current toys organized, much less the new ones they received. (Note to self and everyone else: The fact that my husband straightens up the double toddler mess in the living room is awesome. Except that just means that things are put in inexplicable places for inexplicable reasons, and “you’re the one who cleans up in here” is not going to help him remember if he saw the latest tiny plastic toy that the girls are obsessed with and won’t go to be without.)
I love it when the season starts, complete with all the Christmas commercials that I get to fast forward through. But by the time Christmas finally rolled around, I was done. Done with spending money, done with shopping, done with sales, done with crowds, done, done, and more done. Post Christmas is so freaking blah with nothing to look forward to but gray January days, but I’m looking forward to getting our budget back on track and putting together my resolutions.
My Christmas spirit bubble popped on Monday when I had to go to work and deal with all the other less chipper a-holes that were mad that they had to be at work too. They really rubbed off on me. Jerks ruining my chipperness.
I will admit that I was sad that Christmas was over. I was really into the spirit this year.