Nothing winds me tighter than hosting family and friends for Christmas Eve or Christmas Day.  It has nothing to do with the company, and more to do with my love-hate relationship with perfectionism and details. I want to have a hot cocoa station for the kids and a gourmet coffee bar for the adults.  I want the food to look effortless but taste like skilled effort.  I want my tablescape to be noticed. I want to decorate guest rooms.  I want to create a memorable Christmas for my family.  But I also don’t want to spend a lot of time prepping and obsessing over details. Unfortunately, I spend the days and hours prior to Christmas Eve doing just that--and acting more like a Scrooge.