Post Christmas blues

Yep, I’ve got it.

I actually think it’s a case of regenerative post fall blues, but can’t be sure, other than that I really miss October.

sigh

I look forward to Christmas music every year. I also look forward to that feeling of being a part of something more (meaning people are supposed to be nicer when out and about).

As usual, I didn’t take time to enjoy the season due to work and a difficult school semester.

Now I miss it.

Actually, I think I really just miss October, with the cold coming on and the leaves falling and all the colors and the sense of family.

Anyway, I feel down.

I’m just happy I made it through Christmas.

Hadn’t been for y’all and my grandson, it would have been mui depressing.

Now we have New Year’s to get over, and we’ll get through that one as well, I know.

Hey Sparky. If you don’t have other plans, I’m gonna be right here New Year’s Eve. Sober as long as I can stand it!

Q

I’m happy I got through it. Looking forward to New Years Eve TV. And a fresh set of holiday entitlement for 2009. And looking forward to it getting lighter in the evenings, and warmer.

I think I would be suffering a major case of the blues were it not for the fact that my family still hasn’t celebrated (we’re getting together next weekend).

I have a four-day weekend and my fiance has been sick since Christmas day, so I’ve been spending the holiday taking care of him. My daughter was with one grandmother the week before Christmas, and now she’s with the other one until New Year’s Eve, and I miss her.

Though, another saving grace was that my mom drove two hours to hit the sales with me the day after Christmas. I really enjoyed that.

I think I have those, too. It’s cold, it’s dark, Christmas was the usual let-down (I honestly don’t know what I expect at this point to still feel let down by it - maybe ghosts of the Christmas magic from childhood?), my new job is shaping up to be seriously flawed, I don’t know what to do with my life anyway; just a big ball of all that, I suppose. Sigh.

“Why are you in bed with all the shutters closed listening to Morrissey on Christmas?” - my husband to me. Well it wasn’t as bad as all that, I Doped all day and did some halfassed cooking.

But yeah, I’m ready for spring, please.

I don’t look forward to Christmas; I look forward to Christmas being over. I like normal days: days that are much ado about nothing. I don’t like birthdays, anniversaries, Valentines day or anything really. Give me a plain old ordinary weekend day with zero expectations anytime.

Yeah, I’m grouchy, jaded and cynical.

Christmas was fun this year so I don’t have the blues, but my family is so rude sometimes. I don’t have anywhere near as much money as I did before I retired and they all know that but I spent money on nice presents anyway. When they called on Christmas morning they hadn’t opened them yet and I haven’t heard from one of them since that. No thank you, no “I love it” …nothing. I know that they weren’t weird gifts and even if they were you’d think that one of them could fake it the way that I’ve had to over their strange and odd presents. I know it’s stupid but my feelings were hurt. My partner and I didn’t even exchange gifts since money is tight and we don’t need anything and I feel like I tossed a few hundred bucks away for nothing but an obligation that no one ended up happy about.