What will Santa bring me this year?
I know what I’d like him to bring me but that isn’t likely to happen.
So far in the run-up to Christmas I’ve been really together – got all Nathaniel’s present delivered and stashed in hard-to-find places around the house. Decorations have been put up and don’t look too bad even without Cat’s critical eye for detail. Nathaniel has almost finished all his cards and we’ll be off to the post office on Saturday with the last ones. So all in all not bad. Okay, so I didn’t put all the decorations up as some of them were pre-Nathaniel and special to me and Cat only but maybe one year…
Anyway, once again it seems that as soon as you feel just a little content, life decides that you need a kick in the nuts to bring you back to reality.
I’m back into the doldrums again – It’s the first Christmas without Cat. Will it be ok? Will Nathaniel like what I (or rather, Santa) got him? Will I cock-up the roast Turkey? Things that, to be honest, are just not that important in the scheme of things and I shouldn’t waste my time worrying about. If I step back and try to look at this logically then as long as Nathaniel and I are together on Christmas Day then everything else can go jump.
Will all this self-inflicted stress I can hear Cat’s voice saying just one word: