We seem to have developed a Christmas tradition in our household.
We can’t get the Christmas tree and successfully decorate it in one day. Someone seems to have a meltdown, it all turns to custard, and we have to come back to it the next day so there is some semblance of joy, not just yoj.
It’s ridiculous but there it is.
Obviously the anticipation doesn’t help – no one is allowed to talk about Christmas until after my birthday… my daughter even asked recently whether I’d consider moving it (that was a no).
But I think I have pinpointed the real problem.
Tidying.
In order to get the tree in place, we first need to tidy. Which to be honest, isn’t a strength in our household.
So my cunning plan is have them tidy in advance of my birthday instead.
Now I just need to wait a year to see if that helps!
Tough Mother 