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It Leaves Me Wondering When It Was You Stopped Believing

Posted on November 29th, 2009 in Emotional Angst

This time of the year is always hit or miss for me.

Some years I’m REALLY into Christmas and the holidays.  Cards are sent before the end of November.  Tree is up on the first of December.  Presents are purchased and wrapped well in advance of the shopping rush.  All of these things are done with joy and enthusiasm.

Other years…I just want to skip the whole ruddy mess that is Christmas.  I want to crawl under a rock and hide until New Years Day.  I feel uninclined to decorate, or to shop, or to participate in the over-commercialized insanity of it all.

This year, unfortunately, is of the Bah-Humbug variety.  Despite the fact that December is upon us, I haven’t given Christmas more than a passing thought.  I haven’t cracked open a box of decorations, or put up the tree.  I haven’t shopped for a single gift, or devoted much brain power to what I am going to buy anyone.  I’d really rather not even acknowledge the holiday, and instead skip it in favor of a fuss-free month.

My children don’t really allow for such Scrooge-like indifference.  I have to make a good show of it for them, because I never want them to suffer for my lack of holiday spirit.  I will grit my teeth and go through all of the necessary motions, and hopefully December will pass as quickly as November has.  I hope I get to do something really awesome for New Years Eve, because I am going to need something to look forward to in order to make it through the next month.  Yes Jack and Aiden, that was a hint.  All I want for Christmas is an excellent December 31, so maybe talk amongst yourselves and come up with something