Well, that’s the end of that for another year. My family and I have just de-Christmas’d (I know that’s not a word, don’t judge!) our house. The glitter and bits of fir tree have been hoovered up and disposed of, and all surfaces have been dusted for the first time in weeks! The tinsel, seasonal knick-knacks and fairy lights have been packed away in the loft for another year. Life can get back to normal. I work from home and make a point of decorating my workspace as if it were an office, so I feel like I am joining in with festivities even though I can’t participate in Secret Santa in a team of just me.
Our living room looks very beige again, now the sparkle has gone the rooms seem empty. I’m sure it won’t take long for it to feel homely again. Is it just me? I find that clutter makes me feel unorganised and a bit out of sorts. I like that everything is now back in its rightful place and will be easy to find (in theory) when I need it. I no longer have to move presents or cards to get into a cupboard or carefully lift the fairy lights to gain access to a light switch. Bliss!
Only 354 days to go until Christmas!