Mind you, it has been for months.

Nothing says Christmas like family stresses and strains.

I don’t know where I will be or what I will be doing but I am sure I will be confused at some point.

I don’t really feel like dealing with the drama revolving around my mother, I do my best to stay out of it, stay out of her orbit, attract as little attention as possible. Christmas just feels like it is going to stress me out and make me angry this year, not to do with my other half or anything like that, but to do with her. She is stress personified in my eyes.

I think I might have some work to do to be able to find a sense of peace about this. There is a lot that I want and need to do that doesn’t involved being stressed…

The one thing I do love about Christmas though is seeing the town lit up and glowing, even if it is a bit of a dump. I love the idea of the magical twinkle of fairy lights.

I can’t wait to decorate for Christmas with my other half, its going to be so much fun to see his face when I give him his pre-Christmas present… because I have a feeling I might spoil him a bit. But he has had a tough few weeks, he deserves some silly happiness. He is incredible and funny and I am sure he will be happy. Plus decorating for Christmas is one of the very few things I enjoy, because I can be crazy and silly, especially with him and it is brilliant.