I can’t think of anything more depressing. Some people like returning their house to normal. Me – I love Christmas. I love twinkle lights and pretty trees. Tonight, I’d much rather be eating minced pies, drinking mulled wine and admiring the beautiful baubles I hunt tirelessly for every year. Instead I’m taking down all of our Christmas decorations and packing them carefully away for the rest of the year and dreading what comes next.
The diets. The workouts.I used to be a gym addict. 5 times a week. Some times three hours a day. Buns of steel. Well nearly. Then I met Andy and instead it was cinnamon buns and three hour stews! Since we married I’ve put one a whole stone. But I’ve so enjoyed putting it on. The baking. The roasting. The glazing. But apparently Andy’s put on a whopping two stone. All from my addiction to cooking rich French food. So alas. It’s coming to an end. Not only Christmas but my addiction. Bring on the healthy cook books. Sob sob.
So January. What else do we have to look forward to?
Apparently from the 8th of January it’s Universal Letter Writing week, so I’m going to put pen to paper and say thanks to all those who were kind enough to send me nice Christmas presents. Plus, I honestly feel these days people don’t even bother to check their mail. Either they get everything by email or in the post it’s just junk mail or bills. So once in a while it’s nice to see something land on your doorstep nicely hand written and with some positive words enclosed. I’m not saying what I’ll be sending will be anything special, I’m not into all that handmade card business – I did that for our wedding and it was quite frankly painful, but maybe I might learn one day, at least for special birthdays or occasions – we’ll see where this perfect housewife road will take me.
From the 23-27th it’s Clean out your inbox week. My work inbox isn’t too bad really, I have on average 45 emails in there a day which need answering. I know the status on all of them. My personal inbox though, oh my days. 8126 emails. Can you believe that? So, this year. I will be celebrating this new international holiday and will be determined to deal with at least half of them.
(It’s January 27th – just spent the whole night going through my emails and got them down to 555 – I’m so proud. My husband thinks I’m silly!)
29th January – 2nd February is Meat week – and I will be looking forward to that. A brisket perhaps. Or some duck. I will be sure to post some inspirational recipes for you all.
And then, back in the homestead, Hubby will be fitting us a new downstairs toilet. Since we moved in, this poor loo has featured a leopard skin cover fitted by his ex. I cannot say I will be sad to see this go. It’s bloody hideous. I will need to take a photo before it’s taken away to help expose its vulgarity. So, that will be nice. More dust to look forward to as walls are ripped apart and I’m sure there will be plumbing episode or two, but at the end of it, we will have a nicely working toilet downstairs for any visitor to frequent – currently they are banished to the upstairs loo as no one is allowed to use the vulgar “builder’s loo” except builders and people who stand to pee.
Then, I think, this will be the month we may finally finish the kitchen. After months of searching for suitable tiles, we have officially given up and decided to just paint the backs of the kitchen units, covered by a piece of glass or Perspex above the cooker to aid cleaning. I can’t wait for this to be finally finished. My kitchen is my joy. When I moved into Andy’s house, this was where all my money went from my flat sale. It was what made the house ours. We knocked down walls, put in a brand new kitchen and added a conservatory. Andy has done a wonderful job decorating. It really looks beautiful. And I love cooking in there. I feel like a cross between Nigella and Julia Child!
And lastly, I will be hosting my first ever baby shower for my work colleague who’s baby is due in March. I will be sure to post any successful game ideas, food thoughts, and gifts to help any others who maybe planning similar events. It seems everyone is having babies at the moment.
Apart from that, January is the month for hibernation. So I will be mostly staying at home, developing my mind . . . watching TV box sets and snuggled up on the sofa drinking cocoa.