It is half past ten on Christmas Eve. The internet is in ultimate go-slow mode; the Google logo is dancing to Jingle Bells; I’m editing a novel in bed with an ear infection (two ear infections, in fact); and it doesn’t feel quite like Christmas yet.
It probably should be now.
I mean, I’ve done the whole last minute wrapping presents thing before – this wasn’t my first year. And this time I actually had an excuse, which was that I haven’t felt up to being upright for that long all week, so this was my first chance to wrap things.
And I’ve only been making gingerbread to hang on the Christmas tree for about four years now, so it shouldn’t feel that odd that I haven’t (I didn’t want to spread my germs to the rest of the family). And yes, I didn’t go carol singing, but that was because nobody asked me to. But I’ve sat by the light of the Christmas tree, played ‘We Wish You A Merry Christmas’ on my desktop’s piano gadget, and planned a video to make tomorrow, Christmas Day … so why doesn’t it feel quite like Christmas?
Perhaps it’s because I’m getting older. Perhaps it’s because I’ve been thinking about whether this is all about the presents and the stories they tell you and little kids dressed up as shepherds with tea towels on their heads. Perhaps it’s because when you’re working six hours a day on a novel you thought you’d finished, it doesn’t feel like a holiday.
Whatever it is, it’s passing now that we’ve laid out our stockings on the rug in front of the fireplace. Yes, we still have stockings, though I’m the only one of us three who’s not yet a legal adult. It’s passing now that I’ve seen presents all wrapped up in my parents’ room, and wrapped my own, and put them beneath the tree. It’s passing now I’ve watched The Nutcracker on TV and got Pomplamoose’s christmas songs stuck in my head.
And so I want to wish all of you beautiful blog readers a very merry Christmas, from London, UK. I hope that you have a fantastic day with your families or friends or on your own, whether you celebrate Christmas or it’s just another day. Even if tomorrow is nothing special on your calendar, let it be a brilliant day for you! Let everything go right!
And I will be back with long and much more coherent* blog posts when I am no longer fighting ear infections :)
*coherency not guaranteed.