24/12/2025
🎄🧝♀️ Day 1 — Stocking Mode Activated
Day 1 finds Atsie the Elf tucked up in her Christmas stocking…aka the eye of the Christmas storm.
She’s wrapped the pressies, counted her blessings, and is ready for an evening of carols by candlelight, kids on their best behaviour (…for now), and that final magical exhale before Santa descends.
And to you, dear co-adventurer, thank you warmly for riding shotgun in this Advent saga. May your Chrissy be overflowing with joy, peace, and minimal emergency emotional plumbing. Wishing much psychological and physical wellbeing for you and your loved ones this festive season.
Now for your Christmas operating system options:
🧌🔥 Goblin Energy
Goblin Christmas starts with “We’re keeping it chill this year,” which in family code means: brace for impact.
Within 60 minutes the goblin will:
• ask a question that sounds like a compliment but lands like a subpoena
• say “I’m fine” in a tone that could strip paint
• offer parenting advice last updated during dial-up internet
• bring a vibe so chaotic it qualifies as weather
And this is the true Christmas sabotage:
You accidentally feed the goblin after midnight (emotionally or literally).
Suddenly the goblin energy erupts like:
backyard cricket but everyone’s the ball and nobody’s padded up.
It ruins Christmas by:
• reviving a 12-year-old argument like it’s been cryogenically preserved
• turning table conversation into a competitive sport
• weaponising nostalgia
• and converting peace into an extreme team-building exercise nobody consented to
By dessert:
Someone’s staged a walkout, one sibling’s rage-stacking the dishwasher, and a child has defected to the dog because the dog is the only regulated adult in the home.
🧝♀️✨ Functional Elf Energy (Calm Firmware Update)
Stop. Breathe. Feet on the floor. Soul back in body.
Install circuit breakers. Pressure valves. Micro-escapes.
Choose kindness without choosing the courtroom drama.
Christmas success is:
Everyone fed, mostly regulated, nobody needing mediation before pudding.
Wishing you a merry one…imperfect, human, survivable.
Love,
Atsie (still inside a sock)