Is Anyone Counting the Days Until Christmas is OVER?

In My Humble Opinion
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I don’t mean to put a damper on all those of you out there who are truly having a wonderful Christmas, with Mistletoe, Holly, and Egg Nog, so if you are one of those people and you are easily offended PLEASE SKIP THIS THREAD!

I just want to wallow in self-pity with others who are having a truly crappy holiday season:(

And to all you positive minded well-wishers, let me save you a few keystrokes…
Yes, I have a roof over my head, and food to eat, and people who love me…
I know I should be thankful, but this Christmas really SUCKS! I’m not anti-Christ, or anti-religion, just feeling that lots of bad stuff has happenned, and like I would rather be hung on a flagpole by my fingernails than hear one more “Merry Christmas”, or “Happy Holidays!”

Am I such a bad person because I want to get it over with and try to get things back to normal???

oh, and, Happy Nw Year!!!

Miss

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I am.

I am so stressed out, I cant find any friggin ‘christmas spirit’… I just want to crawl into a bottle and not come out till new years!!!

Stupid christmas - whose idea was this anyway???
I am totally single, which makes the holidays seems hollow at best, my sons’ father and paternal grandmother (who are evil) might just show up or call at any moment - or not at all!!! If the boys hear from them, the oldest goes into a rage, and the youngest turns into a stuttering stammering moron for a few weeks. Its hell. If the evil ones DONT call or show up, then both boys are hurt, and the oldest gets agnry, and the youngest starts to stutter and stammer… well, you get the picture.

I just lost my job, and I havnt had ONE call on the dozens of resumes I sent out… people just dont hire this time of year. :frowning:
I finished work on the 15th, and have had nightmares about it ever since - I torment myself wondering if I had been a better employee would they still have needed to ‘restructure the dept’?

My Mom has terminal cancer - we thought she wouldnt make it to last xmas, and she did, now a year later, we dont know if she will make it to next year… I try to be happy she is still here, but it is enormously difficult. She has a terrible cough this week, and I ended up finishing all her xmas shopping, doing her groceries & stuff… she doesnt look good, and she can do very little.

And then I feel guilty that I am not happy!!!

I still have my Mom, my kids are handsome, clever, and very well behaved - Mom said last night “you have lovely children”. I will find another job, I qualify for unemployment benefits in a few weeks, I have a safe warm home in a good neighborhood, my car is running good, I have my health, but I hate this time of year.

I remember Christmas past: at my parents house when they still lived out of town… a real tree, with delicate old glass ornaments, the lights reflecting off the hardwood floor, a fire in the fireplace… a big dinner with all the fixins and lots of wine. That was Christmas.

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Yes, I’m counting the days until it’s over.

My Dad died 12/26/99. Welcome new freaking millenium. That was one day after last Christmas, and one day before what would have been my parent’s 49th wedding anniversary.

Yep - we had had a huge 50th in the works (in the planning stages grant you) set for THIS year. Spent appx. a week last January making phone calls, cancelling plans, etc. What a fun 1Q00 THAT was.

I want this over. I want it over now. I don’t want to freaking deal with it - I don’t want to go to AZ - I don’t want to deal with my family - I just want this over. And I don’t want to share, talk about it, deal with it, face my grief or anything else. The only thing that got me through it last time is that I had to do it alone. I know that sounds cold, but my SO did not come to the funeral with me, he didn’t go to the wake, he didn’t come to AZ with me. He didn’t want to leave the dog alone for 4 days. I had to keep my brother, my mother, my son (who freaked in a major way) and every one else - family, friends, etc. together. That’s how I dealt. Alone. And that’s how I’d prefer to spend Christmas.

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Well, I’m sorry to hear about everyone’s stresses, but glad that I’m not alone.

To tell you a little about my shitty holiday season,

My client died (I am a home care nurse) last week, and I didn’t draw a paycheck, so we’re out of luck as far as Christmas gifts are concerned…I can’ find work, either, because nobody wants to hire someone with just a little over a week left in the year…the lady that died was more like a mother to me, so I am trying to deal with that…oh, and did I mention that my husband and I barely talk to eachother because he works second shift and I never see him?

Lastly, we got a puppy as an act of kindness (to avoid him going to the pound) and he’s pissing everywhere, shittng up a storm, and chewing up everything in the house!!! (Wow, and they thought having real babies was stressful!)

As I said, I know I have lots to be thankful for…I have a husband who works, I’ll be starting a new job next week, my house is warm, there’s food in the kitchen, and we are all safe and well (only until I go for my pap test in January!). But, quite frankly, this christmas really SUCKS! We can’t even afford to buy eachother any gifts, and even if I could, I have NO IDEA what to get him, because: HE NEVER TALKS TO ME!!!

Ok, I guess that’s all I can think of to whine about…anyone got any cheese???

MissDiagnosis

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I second the opinion that, thank God I’m not alone in thinking this Christmas is the worst. As some of you may know, my husband has been sick. Seethis thread. Now he’s all clingy and fearful. I’m not sure just what’s going on with him mentally. He’s always been real strong mentally, and it’s like he’s losing it. On top of all that, his tooth got abscessed, so I took off from work and took him to the dentist. The dentist wouldn’t extract the tooth because Steve’s got congestive heart failure and is on blood-thinners, and so recommended an oral surgeon. He has an appointment for tomorrow. Steve made an appointment with his cardiologist for Friday, because of the “disconnectedness” that he’s feeling. He wants someone (me or my 16-yr-old son) to stay up with him all night so he stays calm. I have no idea what is going on with him, unless it’s somehow related to the infection, or maybe his heart is conking out. This is so scary!

My Dad is coming for dinner on Christmas day. He has no other family and always comes for Christmas.
I haven’t even decorated the gd tree.
I haven’t bought any presents, and I don’t know how much money we have exactly, 'cause Steve does the finances.
I haven’t begun to clean the house.
I haven’t bought the groceries for Christmas dinner.

This sucks so bad. But I have shelter, (some) money, food, and people who care about me, and after today I’m on vacation till after New Year’s. So I’ll find the time, somehow.

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And I can’t preview.

this thread.

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None of you are alone, there are so many of us out here that absolutely, for many reasons similar to yours and otherwise, just HATE this time of year.

Missy, wish you could be happy and sorry to hear.

I almost threw a phone at one of my coworkers for singing “Holiday” jingles at the office. He says, “Whats wrong, it’s the holiday season, the holiday spirit!”, so I say, “The whole frickin’ year should be filled with the god damned spirit then you freak!”
He says, “Well yeah, you know, it’s really nice you think that way :)”

Boils my blood, not to mention walking through New York City at this time of year sucks with all the tourists come here for the “Holiday” season and all, blocking up the sidewalks more than they normally are…

You know, I’m generally a much more happy, very light hearted fellow, I just hate christmas. :smiley:

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Part of me is not enjoying this Christmas either. A good example is a phone conversation with my nieghbor. Her little girl is best friends with my little girl. She starts telling me how much she spent for doll furniture for her daughter’s new really expensive doll. That was fine. She was just explaining to me how her son is getting short changed this Christmas and it’s just because he doesn’t want all that much. But then she asks what my daughter’s big present is this year. Well, she’s not getting any big presents this year. She needs a bike because she has outgrown her old one but we certainly couldn’t afford that. So I say that she’s getting a little keyboard/synthesizer and her little sister is getting a dinosaur piano and I really am excited about it because I think that these will make the girls really happy. She just says, “Oh.” like she’s embarassed that she asked. I just wish people wouldn’t expect so much. Well, I guess she could have been embarassed that she went overboard on her kid, but that’s not really any of my concern. I know that she’s a good person and gives to charity and all that. If she has enough to spend that kind of money on doll furniture, I don’t think she should be embarassed.

I’m happy that we are able to get them such good presents even if they aren’t as expensive as the girl down the street’s presents. Some parents can’t do that much. So, we can’t have Cornish game hens or seafood for Christmas dinner this year. At least we are able to have plenty of food to eat. Our oldest would probably rather have spaghetti anyway. (Maybe I’ll put extra mushrooms in it.) I just don’t understand why Christmas has to be a time to keep up with the Joneses.

Ok, enough of that. Back to putting ribbons and bows on packages and getting them in the mail way too late.

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I can’t stand Christmas anymore. I can’t get in the spirit, not even for the sake of our children. I can’t afford to get them anything, and I don’t really feel bad about that, because we are a family, and as long as we’re together, the gifts don’t matter. They have food, clothes, shelter, and all the love we can possibly give them. But I still feel guilty because Christmas is just too commercial. So much emphasis on giving, getting, blah, blah, blah.

I only want to be around my little family, no extended family, nobody else. But I have to go to my in-laws on Christmas, and I love them dearly, but my family is either dead or lives too far away to visit. I want to be with my daddy for once. sigh

One of my friends here at work is so in the spirit: garland, lights, tree, all in her cubicle. I keep thinking about boiling in her own pudding…

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I dread christmas this year, in fact i was having a perfectly great December pretending it didn’t exist. Heck i barely started putting up decorations yesterday. I finished all my shopping months ahead of time >before i knew what to expect this month< so i haven’t been to the stores. I refuse to play xmas tunes in my home, or watch any of those wonderful loving tv specials.
Friends have said this is a typical mid-life crisis stage for long marriages. Whether it is or isn’t, whether my father has or hasn’t cheated on my mother, it will be known christmas morning if those presents my father secretly bought were for mom or not. I then commense as moderator to keep the arguement flowing smoothly since my dad won’t bother discussing the issues my mother worries about when its just the two of them.
I shouldn’t have to listen to this, i’m only 20, i shouldn’t be placed between the two of them and attempt to work out their problems, and remain neutral to the situation. I sit and listen to my father bitch about my mother, and my mother bitch about my father, while they both pretend that there is nothing wrong. I sit and console her while she breaks down and has no one else to talk to. I try to help her decide the appropriate steps she should take if she wants the divorce. The only man that was perfect to me was my father, and now he lies so he won’t lose his picture perfect image in my eyes. But its shattered. As is my model for a perfect relationship >theirs was a fairytale romance for almost 21 years< and then my mother tells me that perhaps marriage isn’t something anyone should go into. My current love is far away, and not visiting this xmas, nd college has become disillusioned and pointless in my mind.
Hmmm i could say i’m glad others understand why i’m not in the spirit this year, but i won’t. It sucks and i’m sorry for everyone, and i wish it was different for all. But until the 25th, which may be the turing point in everyone’s life, ignorance is bliss. I’ve got at least a couple of days to have some happiness.