Christmas used to be such a great time for me as a kid. Even as a young adult, I enjoyed Christmas. Now that I am older and married without children, it just seems to get in my way.
I will celebrate one Christmas on the 17th, one on the 24th, one on the 25th and as I have just been informed one on the 30th. Normally I don't mind too much of the running around to go here or there but this year is just too much. Four family Christmases to attend.
I am really unhappy about the last one though. I am going to have to travel to a city that I would have already traveled to on the two previous weekends. To top that off I will have to give up my Independence Bowl tickets (50 yard line - the company gets them every year). Oh yeah, and my anniversary is on the 31st.
I don't enjoy the people involved in the last Christmas. They don't know who I am and they really don't care. I am an alien. I have no children and most of them are working on 4 and 5. I think they are all sneaky, dirty people. However, if I choose to beg them off my mom will have a conniption fit. I am just not willing to pay that price.
Oh well, at least I still have this weekend.