Monday, January 2, 2017

Post-Christmas Blues

Dear Christmas Holiday,

It is with a heavy heart that I write this farewell letter. You have been good to me and I will never forget your kindness. Thank you for allowing me to switch of that absolute bastard of an alarm clock for an entire seventeen, most precious days. The lack of the battle of the snooze button has been a real treat.

Not having to do the school run, wash uniforms and PE kits, sort lunches, sign relentless permission slips and remember to pay for a vast array of school-related things has been a true blessing. Not having to be Mrs Bad Cop and remind / force children to do their tedious homework has also been a key delight.

Oh, Christmas holiday, how I had yearned for you. How happy I was to see you. But, alas, I now must say goodbye, and that sucks.

I’m not ready. I’m not prepared to take down my pretty Christmas tree and see the living room look so plain and dull. I’m not ready to stop eating Ferrero Rocher for breakfast, and be back at work, so far away from my fridge. My fridge. Somehow, it still contains all the cheese in the world. I can’t remember the last time that I walked by said fridge without nibbling on some calorific snack or other.

And the booze. Oh, how I have enjoyed the booze. The extra glass or three of wine that I would never be able to handle or justify on a school night. And when the wine got an upgrade and became a rum. Because, who cared? It was the beloved Christmas holiday. I’m holding back the tears as I consider the fact that I must face reality again in the morning. I will greet it with a string of highly-creative expletives, two raised fingers and a face so mardy that Grumpy Cat will fret that her career is over.

I will pine for my fluffy dressing gown. We have spent so many wonderful days and nights together, sat on the sofa, doing fuck all. And it has been magnificent.

Until we meet again.

I love you.

Hugs and kisses,



  1. Love this! I have until next week Monday. We have just finished a rushed four days in London, so today has been a sort of 'adjusting' day back. Tomorrow there will be a sleepover to prepare for, so I will be forced to do housework. But I do love not having to get up!

    1. I wish we had longer. I don't feel remotely ready.

  2. Not long until half term!! ;) Happy New Year!

  3. Happy New Year. I will be counting down to that half term.

  4. Right with you! This Christmas holiday was perfectly timed considering all the chaos my family went least I was well-stocked with chocolate, cheese, and fresh baking (hubby had the holiday off too and he likes baking!), and the lack of snooze-button use was gorgeous and necessary! Thank you for your support over this period too. Hope it's not too tough getting back into routine! xxx