Let others hurry, scurry, worry,
Rushing, pushing, in a flurry,
Christmas is a panic season
When normal folk lose all their reason.
When everyone is all stressed out,
Totally zonked from dashing about
Choosing presents and wrapping yards
Of paper and ribbon, and writing cards,
Making puddings, pies and cakes,
Decking with holly, till everything aches
From putting up baubles on Christmas trees
And crawling about on hands and knees
To find the one that dropped back there
And rolled behind the big armchair –
Cooking turkeys with all the trimmings
Eating food that’s far from slimming,
Then getting gifts they really hate
And feeling sick ‘cause they over-ate
And drank too much, while the kids go wild
With toys unsuitable for a child –
THINK:
YOU can curl up in your comfy bed
And pull the duvet over your head,
Do whatever you want to do –
Enjoy the peace, and don’t feel blue:
Because we’ll all be envying YOU.
catterel 
Yes, I think it is important to have reflective time at this time of the year. and to be able to spend time with family and friends.
We really don’t appreciate friends and family until they all disappear – I’m trying to cheer up those who have nobody! Always count your blessings!
You’re right, Cat. I should count my blessings for having such a large, close knit family! 🙂
Yes…at our age, we have the “kids” up early before the Big Day and then there is just us two to relax and enjoy ourselves in our splendid isolation!
The ancient scripture speaks of peace amd goodwill toward humnakind with the coming of the baby Jesus. I just went out to run a few errands. It’s crazy out there. Where’s the peace and goodwill? People will drive wrecklessly; crowd public spaces to the point of them being human bumper car courts; spend hard-earned cash on gifts that receivers don’t want; and be exhuasted and in debt with the coming of the new year. Please excuse the grumblings of an old man, who has come to enjoy pease and quiet.
You are simply adding the grumblings of an old man who loves peace and quiet to the reflections of an old woman who feels the same!! Be mightily blessed!
Yes, it is overrated. Some years ago, I suggested to follow the Olympic games and have Christmas once every four years. Anyway, i am going to my daughter and her two very hungry grandsons in Sydney. I will be packing their presents over the next couple of days to clear the table. I am now thinking of not putting ribbons on them. I vacuumed and scrubbed the toilet. I am now waiting for the Christmas spirit to get me.
You vacuumed the toilet?? I also wonder why we bother making pretty packages that just get torn up.
Yes, I vacuum toilet too as my dog follows me around even in the toilet. His hairs are visible on a dark tiled floor. Of course, with time on hand vacuuming gives comfort, becomes almost a pleasure.
I am happy when I spend Christmas alone at this time of my life. I have a loving family but am happy to see them enjoy their season their way. I make something special, this year it is Rock Cornish Hen in orange sauce, wild rice, lovely vegetables, a bubbly wine, and a mincemeat tart!!
As we get older, I think we learn to appreciate our own company better.
Very clever Cat. After all the rushing around I hope you have a great Christmas with your family
Thank you, Judith. This year, I’m letting everyone else do the rushing about.
Oh YES! I was just reflecting on the mostly hidden pleasure of soloing these holidays. I tend to be a little circumspect with my local friends, because they all seem to think it must be so awful to be alone on the holidays. They want to invite me to their family chaos, which is kind-hearted, but ill-informed. I’m so relieved for the peace and quiet of my own selfish little celebrations.
Peace be with you. Happy Holidays.
Haha! So true!