It is really not like me to feel like this, I usually love the whole holiday season thingy. But all the Christmas Spirit has totally drained out of me. Perhaps it's because we've had an abnormally trying few weeks. Maybe it was the 6 hours we spent in the ER last night for reasons I can't really say. Maybe it's because my mind is full of dread and worry concerning a variety of topics.
The gifts are not wrapped. The cookies are not made. I have little or no desire to attend the two parties we are obligated to go to this weekend. I haven't mailed or even purchased to gifts that needed to be sent off probably by last Monday. My neighbors and friends will probably be getting nadda from us this year, again.
My friend Peebug was saying on her blog that tomorrow is bonus day at her work. Cheez does not get bonuses. His boss does not even give holiday pay. During the time of year where we all need a little extra, he has Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years off, but without pay. I think his boss is a huge jerk most of the time, and with my given mood, maybe I should skip the happy work party on Friday night.
I want to throw things around and scream. I want to crawl into a ball and hibernate until after the New Year. But, I'm a mom. Therefore, I will try to put on a happy face and plow through.