I often write notes and letters to my future self—little reminders about where I was and where I am now. This particular note was written by frazzled, end-of-Christmas me, determined to save future me from the same fate. A letter version of A Christmas Carol.
In it, I gave myself a not to do list:
- Don’t aim for perfect.
Your tree doesn’t need to look like it belongs in a magazine. Your gingerbread men don’t need to resemble actual men. - Don’t say yes to everything.
Carol services, festive drinks, secret Santa swaps. You don’t have to do it all. A polite “No, thank you” is a gift to yourself. - Don’t shop till you drop.
If you’re overwhelmed by gifting, remember: time, attention, and shared moments often mean far more than stuff. - Don’t let comparison steal your joy.
Instagram isn’t real life. No one’s showing the tantrum that followed the “perfect family photo.” - Don’t skip meals because you’re busy.
Running on caffeine and mince pies might feel festive, but your mood (and stomach) will disagree. - Don’t forget to delegate.
You don’t have to be the sole creator of Christmas magic. Share the workload, even if it’s not done your way. - Don’t keep adding to the list.
There’s always one more thing you could do. Pause. Ask yourself if it’s really necessary. Or is it just noise. - Don’t feel guilty for taking time out.
Curling up with a book, having a nap, or saying no to a party isn’t selfish. It’s essential. - Don’t ignore your own traditions.
If the family loves the same cheesy Christmas movie every year, lean into it. Don’t feel like you have to reinvent the wheel. - Don’t forget to breathe.
A deep breath and a moment of calm are worth more than the most perfectly wrapped present.
There’s joy in the “not doing”—and your December will thank you for it.

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