Huh?

Holy Shite on a sparkly stick - it is suddenly December 21st!!!!
I seem to have shifted backwards somewhat in my excitement levels since my last posting. I'm wondering whether part of my lack of enthusiasm is simply down to my age; although I guess it's not possible to maintain those high amounts of childlike wonderments indefinitely. Or maybe it's just a lull in the proceedings and I'll be roaring back into full-on Festive Mode tomorrow. I have to say it was hard for me to disappear off to work today after spending such lovely time with Mathew on his birthday yesterday, and maybe that is part of today's malaise too - there is often a drop in mood after a particularly fun experience, I find. The Post-Holiday Blues is a very real thing, and I'm guessing a low-key version of something similar can strike even when you're still in the middle of a run of festivities.
I'm tired too - I've had a bit of a sore throat and a dry cough that has been waking me up during the nights, and it was hard work supervising at Mathew's birthday soiree yesterday, and then we had a Family Fun Day at work all day today. And we will have the same tomorrow, but at least Philippa and the boys will be in attendance to keep my spirits up. We still have rather a lot of wrapping to do, because obviously it all has to be done when the little ones are out of sight in bed. So I guess I feel like my plate is quite full, but isn't that what Christmas is supposed to be about - over-filled plates?
Anyway, it'll all come together because it always does, and January is a much quieter month at work so the stress levels can readjust and we can all recover, so there's that to look forward to once the next few days of madness have been survived...

Do join me again soon for what will no doubt be another uninspiring paragraph or two of waffle just like this one...

RC 21-12-24