Once again December came as a shock and too fast. I’m unprepared and the list of things the kids want seems to get longer by the day.
Twitter shows me moms that have decorated, some with two trees (who the eff needs two trees – yes I am hating), Facebook is full of pictures of happy families posing for the Christmas card picture and people discusiing the deals they received.
And I sit here, unsure of how we’re going to get through this holiday.
It’s not the money. Not that we’re rich, but The Mister and I decided long ago that Christmas would be about the spiritual more than the material. And I can’t keep a secret to save my life, so the kids have received most of their gifts throughout the year.
It’s not my funky attitude. I’ve bluffed my way through more than one December 25. And Just Dance plus iMovie keeps me laughing the night away.
It’s the way Christmas has become a competition. It’s the lack of caring I see from people grabbing toys at a community give away, to someone pushing me because I dared get closer to snap a picture. It’s the way donations are waaaay down but the needs of people are waaaay up. IT’s that this time of year more people feel lonely and end their loves, that people resort to asininre gift buyimg (and bragging) rules, It’s that Christmas has become just another day where I’m washing dishes, cooking, cleaning up, and the resy of the world sees it differently. They see it as a dayt to celebrate.
I see it as a pain in the neck.
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