We're not putting a tree up this year. Not even a little one. My Christmas ornaments are mostly breakable and mostly shaped liked birds. And since we have 2 kittens (also sometimes referred to as "The Spawn of Satan") who love nothing more than pure unadulterated naughtiness, I decided that it was a bad idea. Not a battle I was willing to fight.
I'd like a quiet holiday, a nice meal, maybe some hot chocolate by the fire, hugs from my niece and nephew, time spent with those I love...but, this year, I am just not feeling it. When did Christmas suddenly become more chore than fun?
I don't like shopping to begin with and being forced to hunt down multiple perfect, thoughtful (but still reasonably priced) gifts (and stocking stuffers!) in hot crowded malls filled with screaming children and oblivious people on cell phones who walk right into me (what the hell? I know that I'm short but am I invisible too?), all while getting ignored or mistreated by surly salespeople...honestly, I might like waterboarding better. At least I'd be off my feet.