a fifo wife {fifo life: organising: stock piling for Christmas yes already}

Great news; FIFO husband is going to be home for Christmas this year, well at this stage. First time in three years. He will be home for the entire month of December hmm…just thought; we have been so fortunate this year with him being home for birthdays and now Christmas. And I know its September and I know it seems a little crazy and its another 12 weeks away but I have started organising for Christmas because well this year because he will be home so its going to be a BIG family/friend Christmas full of get together’s and catching up that never got done during the year.

Yes I am getting ready a tad early but the retail calender starts in October so its not so bad. So last week when Woolworth’s had those really good soft drink specials on I started buying for Christmas, super excited! I came home popped them into a 20l plastic box in the spare room (out of sight out of mind) and I’m on my way. Just to be extra organised wrote my purchase (3 liter soft drinks at 99cent perfect for punch will share closer to the day the best in the world..just add a little vodka and its perfect for Christmas afternoon) on a little list that has been taped to the 20 liter container and we are on our way to being Christmas ready. And yep I’m feeling a little oh yeah smug.

Now one may confuse my Christmas food buying as stock piling for the Mayan apocalypse but this kind of organisation for Christmas, it was inherited/learnt not sure which from my mother. When I was a kid we use to hold these massive orphan parties and mum would start filling up the hall cupboards with Christmas goodies as soon as the wet season build up started (spring/September). She was always so organised for Christmas and all the impromptu parties that went with the season. She was such a good host never was she without a mixer for a drink or a pretzel to nibble on. Having those massive parties was expensive, Christmas alone was expensive enough (remember the interest rates where in the 18% range in the 1980’s) enough so she would simply start buying a little something each week from September on wards to put in the cupboard for Christmas. I remember being so excited when I saw those first bags of Smiths chips go into the cupboard. I never ever got them unless it was Christmas or my dad was taking me out in the truck. It was so exciting knowing Christmas and all its goodness was on its way.

So have you started thinking Christmas yet? Or am I complete nutter?

xx Deb