You have a ‘real’ wood fire. It takes an age to cut and dry the wood but it has the scent of nature.
You have an over stuffed leather and wood sofa which takes a layer of skin with it in sticky Summer time and is freezing in the Winter but it looks so traditional.
You place candles absolutely everywhere and then realise you stopped bothering with them as a teen because they are actually quite high-maintenance and possibly dangerous when forgotten about.
You have the thickest hand woven rug imaginable in your living room, which everyone constantly trips over.
You decide with friends to only exchange presents which you have hand-made yourselves for special occasions. You realise just how time consuming crafts actually are and that you are really quite crap at them.
You buy a new wide screen TV (which you’ve sort of needed for ages and which looked reasonable in the shop) only to find it looks utterly absurd in your newly Hyged home.
You have a basket of blankets for people to snuggle under but because they are so neatly rolled everyone is to polite to actually use them.
Lots of your friends are coming around so you’ve put on a spread consisting of convenient comfort food such as cinnamon Danish pastries but everyone is either going gluten free or watching their weight.
You are incredibly pleased with your folk lanterns but with minimal lighting everyone trips over that damn rug.
You realise knitting is a worthwhile hobby but you can only knit scarves and sofa throws as they are rectangular and therefor easy. You note that the throw constantly slides of that damn sofa.
You provide a range of spicy comforting teas for people but the most requested is “Builders tea, white, two sugars. Cheers.”
You decide that wearing snow boots and the Scandi print dressing gown you got in the Primark sale really is channeling the spirt of Hygge anyway.