Advent-ing

Ah, that glorious cardboard box of daily delights and the delayed gratification of counting down to the most wonderful time of the year! So good, are the advent calendar offerings that my husband and I have two each!! But how we each handle that little flap of paper … whoaaaa so so so very very different! 

Could it be, that the way each of us treats our Advent calendar door speaks volumes about our very soul? Let's see, just for seasonal fun!

Are you a door closer? My husband, is a door closer! Yup, a true zen master! Think, Marie Kondo of festive cardboard. As soon as that chocolate has been extracted, he carefully, nay, meticulously, closes back the little door. Here’s what I think it says?

Door closers. I think you’re optimists who believe in a world where things stay neat and orderly. Are you a bit of a time traveller too. Why? Well perhaps, closing the door is about resetting the past. Yup, preserving the illusion that the calendar is still pristine. Or perhaps you see the calendar as a whole work of art, not just a series of individual daily triumphs. Or maybe you simply want that festive scene to remain unmarred by gaping holes!

Door Opener? Likely a pragmatic progress tracker? Since you need to ‘see’ your progress! Is it a silent testament to another day conquered. Maybe you're likely a visual learner who needs to see your countdown with the growing collection of open doors providing your personal festive odometer, clearly stating, "Look! Only X days left!" You're likely efficient, I mean why bother closing it? It's just going to be opened again right! You’re embracing the chaos of flapping doors, it's a visual diary of your progress. Go you!

And then there is me. I’m a door ripper off-er. Yes! Like a mono-focused T-Rex or force of nature! We don't just open the door, we conquer it. With a satisfying RIIIIIP, that little cardboard flap is liberated from its hinges, never to bother us again. It's decisive. It's final. It's a statement. When something is done, it is done! No lingering flaps, no ambiguous open-or-closed states. Do you require a clean break, a definitive end to each daily ritual. For me, there's maybe even a primal satisfaction in that rip, as a small, daily act of rebellion, a delightful moment of controlled destruction. Or another version of truth may be that we are just a little bit impulsive (in the best way of course). Or perhaps you’re a minimalist (sort of), I mean, why have an unnecessary flap of cardboard hanging around? Rip it off, clear the space, move on. There's no ambiguity here!

No matter your method, embrace your inner Advent Calendar Door persona. It's just another delightful quirk that makes you, you, and this season extra special.