Christmas at home.
I've always spent Christmas at home, and every year my Mum gives me a ring a few weeks before and asks if I'll be coming home for Christmas again, and every year my answer is; 'of course I am, Mum!'. If I'm honest, I can't quite imagine spending Christmas anywhere else.
Like most families, we have our own little traditions that just make Christmas Day... well, ours. We have certain films that we always watch together, Christmas breakfast with a cup of tea (because even on Christmas day, who can get started with the day without tea?!), a not-very-traditional Christmas dinner, and of course, the opening of gifts sat by the fire and the Christmas tree.
Going home for Christmas also signalises that I'm taking some time out. I leave my work laptop in the flat so that I can completely step back from my work emails, and I try and cut back the time I spend on my blog and social media, so that I can make the most of a week catching up with family and friends while they're home, too.
There's just something about being sat on the sofa, hot chocolate (with marshmallows, obvs) in hand and watching a festive film that just makes me feel so, so happy. The warmth you feel from all things festive is just really hard to put down in words, don't you think?