Only three weeks until Christmas holidays and I am slightly disappointed that it doesn't feel like the 'holiday season'.
Each year I always expect to get the same excitement I used to get when I was a kid. My mum was strict about putting the Christmas tree up at a certain time, so it was always left till only a week before the 25th. But that one week was electric. You could smell Christmas in the air. Now it feels like any other day.
This year, Christmas means travel. It will be a 10hr drive west to visit the family in far north west Victoria, before the 10hr trip back and the 8hr tip north to my parents place. I must be insane. It will be good to see family, and also spend some time doing zero of anything, other than sleeping, shopping, having coffee and swimming. But I wish it would hurry up