{"id":1059,"date":"2010-12-08T12:32:06","date_gmt":"2010-12-08T12:32:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.com\/?p=1059"},"modified":"2010-12-08T12:32:06","modified_gmt":"2010-12-08T12:32:06","slug":"less-is-most-definitely-more","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.net\/?p=1059","title":{"rendered":"Less is most definitely more"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a target=\"_blank\" href=\"http:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/images.jpeg\" ><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1060\" title=\"images\" src=\"http:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/images.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"322\" height=\"156\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/images.jpeg 322w, https:\/\/www.runquiltknitwrite.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/images-300x145.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 322px) 100vw, 322px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Last Christmas I totally overdid it. After decorating the Church on Christmas Eve, Midnight Mass, a full day of cooking the Christmas lunch followed by two more days of cooking for our annual mulled wine and mince pie carol singing party, I ended up (on my birthday no less) in bed for two days with a migraine. Did I enjoy myself up to that point? Well there were times here and there where I could step back and see that things were going well and that everyone seemed happy, but if I&#8217;m honest, no I didn&#8217;t. Christmas went by in a huge whirl of activity and exhaustion until, finally my body said &#8216;no&#8217;.<\/p>\n<p>This year I&#8217;ve learned my lesson, although I have to admit that it hasn&#8217;t been \u00a0very easy and I&#8217;ve battled with it all for a while. In the middle of the year I finally handed over my Church Flower Fairy crown &#8211; after many, many years and to the distinct displeasure of some older members of the congregation. It was really, really hard to stand up and say &#8216;no, I don&#8217;t want to do this anymore&#8217;. Sure in theory I could have carried on, but the whole thing had become a psychological burden to me &#8211; and particularly in a church setting I don&#8217;t think that is what our service is meant to be about. So, finally, and with deep feelings of guilt, but with a surprisingly light heart, out went the flowers.<\/p>\n<p>This week I finally said &#8216;no&#8217; to the Christmas party &#8211; for this year at least. I know lots of people love to come and sing carols and eat goodies and that some will probably be disappointed, but this year \u00a0I need a break. It&#8217;s awful to think about organizing a party with only a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach &#8211; even if my daughter was offering massive amounts of practical help.<\/p>\n<p>So this year it will be a case of much less, but hopefully this will bring us &#8211; or me anyway &#8211; immeasurably more. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I&#8217;m not not doing Christmas &#8211; but \u00a0I&#8217;m not going to be working full pelt to keep to a detailed time plan. It&#8217;s going to be more peaceful, with time to reflect and relax and time to do things on the spur of the moment just because we feel like it. I think now that I&#8217;ve made these decisions, that this is how it&#8217;s meant to be.<\/p>\n<p>And I can&#8217;t tell you how much I&#8217;m looking forward to it&#8230;&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Helen<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last Christmas I totally overdid it. 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