I am slowly approaching a point where I hate Christmas. Don’t get me wrong, I love the fact that the Lord loved us enough to sacrifice his only begotten son so that my sinning behind could have life. I love that and am thankful to God everyday. We all know that the Christmas season has almost nothing to do with Jesus. That being said, I am getting to hate Christmas.
I think what I hate most about it is that it is touted as the happiest time of the year. It’s not. I don’t have the energy to look up statistics but I would be willing to bet that more people commit suicide than any other time of the year.
Last Christmas I had to work. As if that didn’t suck enough my loving, doting boyfriend who was visiting from out of town shows up at my job and starts acting a STRAIGHT UP FOOL in the middle of the hospital lobby. Now it would be one thing if I was working at the security desk and had time to entertain such nonsense at work but when you are desperately trying to keep somebody’s grandmamma alive, you really don’t have time for messiness. Thinking about it right now makes me SO MAD! If I could have killed him I would have. Sometimes I still think about killing him for bringing that garbage to my place of employment. Mmmm. Needless to say that pretty much spoiled my Christmas. He did give me a really good present that in no way made up for the debacle he created but it made for a great parting gift!
Let’s fast forward a year. I have no job so I don’t have to work. The drama boyfriend is now an ex. Life should be great or at least drama free. Right? Well it turns out that some very resourceful person decided to create a duplicate copy of my Visa and use it to purchase thousands of dollars of presents for all of their loved ones. How sweet! Thank goodness that Bank of America’s fraud department took notice. Just yesterday I was writing about the goodness of people—I take that back. People and babies are e-v-u-u-l!
Call me a scrooge but I personally don’t see the joy in Christmas:
-It is cold
-The stores are too crowded
-People are ruder than any other time of the year
-I miss my family
-It is a lonely time
If someone could please knock me out and wake me up on 1/1/2008. Pity party aside, one thing that always makes me feel better is being around people worse off than myself (there are so many). I will probably end up volunteering somewhere.
So what does this all mean for you?
If you can think of reasons why I should love Christmas time please do share.
As you are singing carols by the fireside with your families realize that this time of year can be a hard time for some and make an attempt to reach out to someone who doesn’t have a family or is much less fortunate than you. What would it be like if your Christmas was actually about giving (and not gift exchange/over eating)?
* I just thought about something I like about Christmas. It is the only time of the year I can get Silk-nog (vegan eggnog-oxymoron…anyway) at the grocery store! It is not much but I am trying to be positive….
Misery loves company. Would anyone like to share any Christmas time horror stories?
I think what I hate most about it is that it is touted as the happiest time of the year. It’s not. I don’t have the energy to look up statistics but I would be willing to bet that more people commit suicide than any other time of the year.
Last Christmas I had to work. As if that didn’t suck enough my loving, doting boyfriend who was visiting from out of town shows up at my job and starts acting a STRAIGHT UP FOOL in the middle of the hospital lobby. Now it would be one thing if I was working at the security desk and had time to entertain such nonsense at work but when you are desperately trying to keep somebody’s grandmamma alive, you really don’t have time for messiness. Thinking about it right now makes me SO MAD! If I could have killed him I would have. Sometimes I still think about killing him for bringing that garbage to my place of employment. Mmmm. Needless to say that pretty much spoiled my Christmas. He did give me a really good present that in no way made up for the debacle he created but it made for a great parting gift!
Let’s fast forward a year. I have no job so I don’t have to work. The drama boyfriend is now an ex. Life should be great or at least drama free. Right? Well it turns out that some very resourceful person decided to create a duplicate copy of my Visa and use it to purchase thousands of dollars of presents for all of their loved ones. How sweet! Thank goodness that Bank of America’s fraud department took notice. Just yesterday I was writing about the goodness of people—I take that back. People and babies are e-v-u-u-l!
Call me a scrooge but I personally don’t see the joy in Christmas:
-It is cold
-The stores are too crowded
-People are ruder than any other time of the year
-I miss my family
-It is a lonely time
If someone could please knock me out and wake me up on 1/1/2008. Pity party aside, one thing that always makes me feel better is being around people worse off than myself (there are so many). I will probably end up volunteering somewhere.
So what does this all mean for you?
If you can think of reasons why I should love Christmas time please do share.
As you are singing carols by the fireside with your families realize that this time of year can be a hard time for some and make an attempt to reach out to someone who doesn’t have a family or is much less fortunate than you. What would it be like if your Christmas was actually about giving (and not gift exchange/over eating)?
* I just thought about something I like about Christmas. It is the only time of the year I can get Silk-nog (vegan eggnog-oxymoron…anyway) at the grocery store! It is not much but I am trying to be positive….
Misery loves company. Would anyone like to share any Christmas time horror stories?
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