The lead up to Christmas is always chaotic – between shopping for presents, christmas parties and everyday life, the silly season can leave you tired and over it all by the time Christmas comes. There is something a little extra to this time of year that we call the “silly season” in New Zealand. Maybe its the glorious summer weather, I’m not sure, but somehow it seems that I am extra frantic and frenetic in these last few weeks before Christmas than I would be if I was in North America.
I think in North America, the snowstorms and chilly days at least force you inside sometimes. Whereas here, in Auckland their are endless picnics, Santa Parades, Carols on the Green and invites to boat rides and drinks outside at the local pub! Now hear me out. I am not complaining in the least at being able to sit outside til 7:30 at night chatting over glasses of chardonnay while the kids make themselves sick on the roundabout.
I admit, during those times that I am not at the beach or just enjoying the weather from our deck, I’m stressed. Stressed that the Christmas is less than 14 sleeps away and I still have so much shopping to do. Stressed that we are hosting champagne breakfast at our house Christmas morning – yet we have no dining table let alone champagne glasses, stressed that the year is coming to an end and I feel not at all prepared for what 2014 will bring.