I’m planning a last-minute holiday party, and it’s given me a new lease on life! The idea first emerged six days ago. It stewed in my brain and tomorrow I’m making it happen. There will be sparkly outfits, an exchange of favourite books, gingerbread decorating, mulled wine, and charcuterie.
I’m going to be real—this party is for me. Yeah, I want my friends to have a good time, mingle, etc. But I need this to preserve my own sanity. Planning gives me the chance to think creatively, do silly little tasks, and fight seasonal depression.
When I was younger I didn’t care for the holidays, but the older I get, the more I realise that I NEED to celebrate special occasions to the fullest. What else helps mark the days?
