My husband called me a grinch yesterday, half joking, I think. A little while after my sister in law joked it hadn’t even been a full 24 hours since Christmas and I had already removed all traces of it.
It’s become a bit of a tradition that I wake up bright and early Boxing Day, dismantle the tree and remove all traces that Christmas ever existed.
Well that’s not completely true, the kitchen still looks like a bomb site and the bin bags of rubbish and mountain of cardboard to be recycled certainly alludes to the fact something pretty spectacular has happened.
But the tree, lights, baubles, cards etc all get packed away until next December. I’m not even sure when or why I started doing it so quickly after Christmas Day, but now I couldn’t do it any other way.
I always found the week between Christmas and New Year a strange time. I was never really sure what day it was and would find myself eating crap and kind of living in some weird limbo time-loop for a full week.
New year would seem to spring up on me in a surprise and I would feel completely disorientated and unprepared. Which is never a good start, especially as my New Year resolution was always be more organised.
I feel like taking down the Christmas tree allows me to enjoy the spirit of Christmas, spending time with loved ones, enjoying each other’s company and making the most of everyone seemingly being on the same page at once.
I feel like removing the added extras of Christmas, makes way for me to re focus and find a little clarity to start thinking of the new year ahead. It is one less thing to think about and I feel a literal lightness in my head when it’s all gone.
I’d like to think I’m not a grinch, I still love and live the spirit of Christmas and enjoy the festive period. I think removing the tree allows me to do so even more as it frees me up mentally and emotionally.
Do you think I am a grinch? When do you take down your tree? How do you feel about that week in between Christmas and New Year??
Much love and many thanks