My Christmas always depends on whether it's the year I have my son before Christmas, or after.
Christmas is busy, hectic, and my husband and I almost always get into an argument (we average 2-3 arguments in a whole year, so this is a big deal).
We've started making gingerbread houses before Christmas every year. This is my year to host it at my house. Haven't picked the date, yet, but I'm going to clean like crazy for the next 2 days just in case it's this weekend.
My brother-in-law and nephew come down every year, usually after Christmas. My brother-in-law is like a little prince. When he comes to town, he holds court. I can expect EVERYONE he knows in the whole town (which is a huge amount of people) to be in my space from December 26 until my birthday, January 2, when he goes back to Chicago. This is usually what starts an argument between hubby and myself. I need space. I need time to breathe. I need quiet. I don't get that a lot over the holidays.
This year, with my job up in the air (although I should know something about the one job I screened for by the end of the week), I need that time even MORE!
My plan is to kick hubby and brother out with the kids to go visit people so I have moments of peace.
I am a people person (or so I keep repeating to myself), but even a people person needs a holiday.