Just because it's hurried "out there" doesn't mean that feeling needs to carry on in your home
I remember vividly, presents half wrapped on the kitchen table because I couldn't find a replacement tape when my original one ran out. Clothes piled up in the living room on the sofa because I finally got to washing and drying the backlog, but the folding and putting away was feeling overwhelming. The artificial tree was set up in the living room, but the furthest I got with it was getting the lights on it. The 6 bins of decor were sitting in the middle of the living room and I wasn't even feeling like I could get them up.
Everyone used to tease me that I was like a young Mrs. Clause because I had a child-like wonder around all things Christmas.
With daily responsibilities piling up, holiday to-do's piling up and the joy of the season quickly draining from me - it was no wonder I was stressed. Here I was, almost in tears, dreading the thought of going grocery shopping because of the grumpy crowds of people I was going to run into on my travels.
This used to be my favourite time of year, and now I dreaded it.
That was the last Christmas I had with that crazy amount of stuff in our home. The following year I worked hard on releasing things. I was by no means a minimalist at that point, but I was working my way through the de-owning process of my crap. The following holiday season was less hectic. I had less stuff to manage on a daily basis - the laundry, the dishes, and the general household crap that somehow ended up on every surface of our home.
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