When I proposed to do this, my main reasons were the joy of my workers, and secondly for them to not blame me for not having a Christmas party. However, this has turned out way more complicated than I thought that would be.

I have to think about food because this is a Christmas party that also comes with dinner so I think about food and that means thinking about drinks and I have to think about the music and who the hell am I going to contract to be the DJ then I have to think about games and I do also have to think about what is going to happen if people drink to and decide to crash here and I also have to think about the presents that are supposed to happen like trades of gifts and honestly I have never done a such thing I mean, don't get me wrong I did plan some parties but such a big of parties like this never. The thing is we are not counting only people from my department. We're also counting people from every department and everyone that is a part of this company.

So that means at least a good 10,000 people which is scary because it looks like I am almost organizing a wedding and you know I didn't even plan my own wedding so this is getting very complicated for me.

I am getting some help, although they also have to work like me and I do not want them to be lost in the things that they have to do because of the party that I supposedly canceled without my consent Iblame it all on Blaze.

I asked help From the previous coordinators of the previous parties. However it's not getting easier because like my dear husband said they're actually full of work in this time of the year specially with the big deal we made with the Brocotta's.

The sales are on fire and honestly that is pretty good for us, but I'm kind of freaking out. This is way too much for me and we're almost 1 week for the party and I'm afraid that I cannot give the party everyone wants. cells are on fire and honestly that is pretty good for us, but I'm kind of freaking out. This is way too much for me and we're almost 1 week for the party and I'm afraid that I cannot give the party everyone wants .

So as I try to organize myself between my work and the party I don't sleep for about a week now and I feel like I haven't made any progress on this.

As I tiredly look over and over to the possible decorations and props for the party my phone rings.

"Hello?" I said in a tired voice

"Honey it's your mom she's on the line 2" Miles notified me

"Thanks" I clumsily said while pressing the button 2 in the dialer

"Hey mom" I said in a low tune

"HEY BABY" she screamed from the other side

"Hey ma"

"Why are you so gloomy in the afternoon?"

"Afternoon?"

"Yes... It's almost 2 pm"

"Ah- I forgot" I murmured

"Have you eaten?"

"Sure..." I lied

"Eleonora! You need to eat to work"

"Yes mom. Why did you call?"

"Oh right. I want you to come by for dinner on the 25th "

"Fine"

"With Blaze"

"What?"

"Nana is coming too it would be weird if you would show up at a Christmas lunch with no husband"

"Pleaaseee Mama!"

"No groaning! He is your husband"

"Yeah not by choice" I spat while pouting

"Don't be mean and go have some lunch"

"Sure I just need to finish some things"

"You're so stubborn. Is Blaze making you work that hard?"

"No mom. I am. Now I need to work... And eat...byeee love you " I said while turning off the phone right away.

A Christmas party to plan and now a Christmas lunch to go to? What is this? Are the stars all aligned to make my life more complicated or maybe it's the Christmas spirits... Or maybe Santa... I have been a good girl.

Ok maybe not that much but I would like to defend myself I do have perfect explanations on why I am on the naughty's list this year and I also do have good arguments for being on the good list again.

Oh who am I kidding I am so tired I couldn't care less about anything. I laid my head on the top of the files and played with my pen. I pouted at my complicated life, you know when you're so full of work and instead of doing it you just... Procastinate... Yeah that's me.

"Are you sleeping on your desk?" an annoying voice asked

"No" I mumbled with my pout on

"Are you have trouble on organization the party ?"

"No..." I would never tell him that I was even if I was... am

"C'mon I will help you" he said taking the papers out of my desk, those he could and we're not under my head

"What is this? Solidarity day?" I asked

"Yes I guess it is. Are you pouting?" he asked approximately his face of my tired one. My eyes meet his, they seemed to held some sympathy... was he pitying me?

"No. I'm not pouting" I said suddenly straightening myself up

" Let's go" he said while grabbing my purse

I got up with difficulty and tried to gather forces to go with him to whatever the hell we were going. I dressed my coat and extended my hand to grab my purse. He gave it to me with no arguing and when I realized I felt a soft fabric pass through my neck that's when I look up to find his face and my heart skipped a beat. He was doing it in such a natural way that made everything so much more cliché or maybe I was just overthinking his simple gesture, however it's clearly something I would have never imagined him to do.

The grey fabric passes through my face and he was putting my scarf around my neck in a very delicate way which made me froze in the place while I kept examining his features. Today he looked way more handsome than he usual does... what am I saying? I do need some sleep...

"Are you ready?" he asked finally catching my eyes.

"Ready for what?"

"I am going to help you with the party" he said opening the door of my office and letting me walk through first. Has he been brainwashed? What kind of weird behavior is this?

He drove us till the nearest mall in his car, I was tired and feeling sick. I just wanted to go home and sleep. "You know what? Put me home and I will do the rest tomorrow" I proposed when he was about to park the car.

He turned off the engine and looked at me " Are you tired?" he questioned

"Hm I think I must be sick"

"Yeah... What did you eat today?" he questioned... Hm good question I guess a coffee I think

"Coffee... And uh-" I said to myself thinking about what I had eaten

"You didn't had lunch did you?"

How does he know? Only mother has this uncontrollably urge to make me eat at the right times of the day and make sure I am healthy and with my belly fully... She is too much sometimes, when I was in college she could not hear that I skipped a meal because she would travel for about two hours and a half to give a full meal and I had to eat everything, that was the only way she would leave. Wait a minute...

I looked at him straight in the eyes " Did my mom talked to you?"

"No.." he said frowning his eyebrows along his nose...he is lying...

"Did she called you?"

"She said you didn't eat the whole day she claimed she would come by just to make sure you would eat a nice meal."

"Oh no..."

"She also claimed I was a bad husband" he said getting out of the car

I got out with him and closed the door "So I thought maybe I should be good husband for one day"

"Hm" I said not very amused by this idea

"Congratulations this is that day" he said closing the car and walking away

"Yey me" I said sarcastically.

I followed him to the crowdy place. They were really feeling Christmas around here. We went till the dinning area and I watched him sitting down on a chair

"Go grab something you want" he said, what a gentleman "isn't fast food you're favorite food or something like that"

I lifted an eyebrow at his attempt of being funny I guess " Are you being funny?"

"For someone who eat pancakes all the time I wouldn't be surprise if you said you liked fast food" He commented

"I do like fast food and so do you... Don't act all smarty pants... You did eat a burger with me in your car remember?" I fired back

"You're right and that's exactly what I am eating today too" he said standing up and walking away... Is he seriously going to ask for a burger in the middle of a shopping mall...is he sick?

I shook off this weird behavior and his and walked to the pizza restaurant, I was indeed hungry. After the pizza was in my hand I walked to the same table and there I found him already sat and waiting for me.

"You did get a burguer" I said surprised looking at his food

"I told you I would" he said taking the burger out of the box. "So... What is missing in that big list of yours?"

"Decorations and food"

"Ah yes those are the hardest" he commented while taking a bite of his burger

"How do you know? I doubt you know how to make a Christmas party"

"Well, it is my company and I was the one that started the tradition" he responded easily. Hm that's right, to imagine him making a Christmas party just for his workers is so not-Blaze.

"So what should I do?"

"The food is easy the best ones you can hire is the 4BigEvents. They bring you food and the staff they are very professional in what they do, for the decorations you can simply hire someone to do that for you or inspire yourself and go with the flow, as they say"

Hm. He was actually being helpful, he knew this stuff... Why am I still surprised about this, maybe it's the way he is acting is so informal for him. It's just weird but pleasant in a way.

"I will go with the flow" I said

"Great. Then that's what we will do after lunch"

"Shouldn't you be at work? You never skip a day, I mean it's working it's your favorite thing in the world" I asked curious

"I managed a way to be free today"

"Is it going to cost me?" I said unsure of his sudden sympathy

"Maybe...now eat" he demanded, and honestly I was so starved that I started to eat immediately.

We are pretty peaceful, finally talking normally like we used to before that stupid wedding that I don't want to recall again. After eating we walked downstairs to the first floor, looking for ornaments and decorations.

"So what's your idea?" he questioned while we walked inside a store

"I have no idea where to start..." I said while looking at my list

"Colors?" he questioned, I took a look at him trying to figure out why was he helping me

"Christmas colors... Red, white, silver, gold and green?"

"We can work something out of that... What do you want for decorations?" he questioned and I took a nice look around the store

"A tree, a big tree of course, a Santa, oh and we can put a little reindeer, some boxes of presents, ohh and we could put some snow lots of snow and that - I want that-"

"A big snowman?!" he questioned

"A big snowman" I said with a smile

"How old are you?"

"Old enough to know I want that snowman"

"Well... You're the party coordinator" he said shrinking his shoulders

"Yeah I'm the boss"

"Nope I'm pretty sure I'm still the boss"

"Are you? Are you really?"

"I am!" he said taking the snowman "and you're just a kid"

"I though it was nice husband day?" I asked

"Hm- yeah I found out I'm not really good at it" he shrugged his shoulders with a smirk on. I am glad we are back at being our normal selves. Finally.