It’s that time of year again when Love Actually airs daily and we temporarily forget to complain about the cold.
And while I love donning the most garish Christmas jumper I can find as much as the next person, 2017 seems to have flown by and I’m not quite there yet on the festive-o-meter.
That’s why this year, I’ve decided to embrace the holiday spirit rather than the buzz which surrounds it. And who knows, I may end up feeling more festive than ever.
The POA (plan of action)
My idea is simple: every day from December 1st until Christmas day, I will consciously carry out an act of kindness that goes beyond what I ordinarily would do.
For the record, I am far from a saint. I’d say I’m a good person at heart, but all too often I become absorbed in my own bubble and forget somehow to make being kind to everyone a priority (which, by the way, it should ALWAYS be).
So, it’s December 1st, day one, and what better place to start than in the comfort of my own home. After four years of studying away at university, living back with my mum and dad has… well, taken quite a bit of getting used to! I have definitely started taking them too much for granted, so I thought it could be nice to make more of an effort today to help around the house.
It’s worth mentioning that I thought the more subtle the act, the better, because I didn’t want my parents to think I was buttering them up to soften some kind of blow. (Unfortunately I can’t say that this has never happened before!)
Whilst my mum was out, I tidied up the kitchen a little, emptying and filling the dishwasher, washing up, wiping down the surfaces, etc. so it would be nice and neat for when she got home.
(Sharing this in public, I’m embarrassed to say I wouldn’t normally do this).
I then went to fetch the milk delivery from the end of the drive since it’s pretty chilly outside, and fed our two bonkers spaniels. I can’t even say I did that completely by myself because good old Karen had already portioned and labelled their kibble!
The outcome: nobody even noticed.
The kitchen worktops were still covered with stacks of magazines and recipe books so high that I doubt my 5ft mother could see past them to notice the pitiful amount of tidying I had done.
As for the dogs, I forgot to put away their bowls afterwards so my mum must have noticed… but the fact she didn’t say anything suggests either somehow I did it wrong, (is it even possible to feed a dog their pre-prepared meal incorrectly?), or she’d already fed them meaning our poor pooches are currently suffering from canine food comas…
Moral of the Story
Must try harder. I really don’t mind that my pathetic efforts went unnoticed since I couldn’t care less about gaining recognition… but it confirms that they really were pathetic.
And while it’s perhaps the thought that counts with kindness, being helpful requires listening to the other person to know what could help them rather than simply doing what would help you.
P.S. It’s my first ever blog post so plz be nice. K thx bye.