Today is 100 days until Christmas! To some of you, that will make you (and your bank account) cringe. To others, you will think nothing of it, it’s just another day. But, if you’re anything like me, Christmas is a particular time of year when you canĀ get away with being so overly excited, no matter how old you are!
A gloomy October morning in Windsor
I love the build up, as autumn quickly gives way to winter. It’s about those really short, eerily-lit days, when the sun barely scrapes the rooftops at noon before setting by 3. It’s the wrapping up warm in several layers, and getting to wear hats and scarves and gloves, and big fluffy socks and boots. It’s about stews and soups and veg-laden pies, followed by thick, creamy hot chocolates and marshmallows.
Of course, I’m thinking about Christmas all year round, but it’s when we reach that 100 days mark that I allow myself to truly begin planning the presents, shopping around for that oh-so-perfect gift which sometimes isn’t found until the very last minute. And I am so glad to live in a country which seems to share my obsession – I have noticed my local supermarket is clearing the shelves to make way for all sorts of delicious Christmassy treats!
Ok, so maybe I am a little strange, and get a tad more “into” it than others, but I can’t help it. I never have been able to calm my love for Christmas down, and if I’m honest, I don’t think I’ll ever want to.
So, has anyone started their Christmas lists yet? Has anyone started shopping yet? I would love to know if I’m not the only one out there humming carols as I think about decoration colours and just waiting for the moment I can start buying Christmas things!
Until next time …