Another Christmas goes bye bye
I usually dread Christmas. The crowds, the gift giving/getting thing, the obligations, etc. Every year we all say it’s the year Christmas will be scaled back, and every year it never quite pans out that way. But oddly enough, every year also turns out to be pretty good. I guess the leading-up-to-the-day crap is all in my head.
This year we had guests. My mother and stepfather flew up from Florida and stayed with us for a week. We tend to have a pretty good time when we all get together and this week was no exception.
But now they’re gone, and I’m typing into my Macbook, and I’m beginning to realize that I’m not ready to get back to non-Christmas just yet. Do you ever get sad when guests leave? It’s strange. I didn’t want them to leave, even though I thought it would be nice getting my office room back. Now that they’re gone, I’m realizing how much I’m going to miss having them around.
This sucks.
I’ve typed this much so I’ll go ahead and post it, but after that I’m turning this thing off and ignoring it. For the first time in years, I want Christmas to continue just a few more days. Perhaps I’m just getting old.
I hope everyone had a good Christmas, or Jewish-Holiday-with-the-Difficult-Name, or Kwanza, or just holiday, or whatever. I’m going to go pout now.
