In the intervening years, the festive farrago has taken on a life of its own. It's become a Santa-sized mission of organisational logistics and disappointed expectations. It snares us in a net of tinsel and ribbon and throws us around. It's an out-of-control rollercoaster.
And we haven't hit the Boxing Day sales yet.
For many, Christmas has become an exercise in survival - getting through it all with bank balance and sanity still in the black.
And for what end purpose? Ah, well ... it's tradition, and who wants to be dubbed a spoilsport.
Hopefully you all made it through the mayhem, had fun ... and perhaps found time to reflect that next year you'll scale it back a bit and make it a little easier on yourself.