I am not British. Not even a little bit.
Hugh, however, is Scottish and in the great land of the UK on December 26th they celebrate Boxing Day.
So now I celebrate Boxing Day.
But I won’t celebrate Boxing Day for the same reason others do.
Today Hugh and I spent the day putting my stuff in boxes and moving me to what’s now OUR apartment on the causeway. For us it was literally a boxing day. And for someone who has never lived with anyone before (me), this was definitely a big deal. Something I will never forget. Something I thought would give me a mini nervous breakdown but didn’t.
And I am so calm and happy that in itself my moving experience deserves its own holiday.
Happy Boxing Day.