It’s Beginning to Feel a Lot Like Tuesday – Can You Relate?

sara with santa

This is the picture I took of my daughter with Santa last year (classic!).  Ironically it also happens to be a good representation of how I have felt this holiday season. (less classic!)

I’m simultaneously relieved and annoyed to confess that I finally finished decorating the Christmas trees and living room shelves this past weekend – one pitiful week before Christmas. Well…maybe “finished” isn’t the most accurate word to use in my current scenario. The real dish is that I grew tired of stepping around / stumbling over countless half empty boxes of ornaments and kitschy holiday decor, so I asked my husband to lug the remaining items to the attic.  Out of sight, out of sight.  (Clearly it’s not out of mind, but at least it isn’t underfoot either.)

I just can’t seem to muster my standard over the top holiday cheer.  I don’t feel depressed, but I would liken my level of Christmas spirit to that of a wet sock – albeit a clean wet sock, but a wet sock nonetheless.

People always complain about how Christmas has become so commercialized, but that has never fazed me.  I’m much more bothered by the excessive commercialization of Star Wars.  Must every car, soup, and dog food ad have a storm trooper?  I wouldn’t be the slightest bit surprised if I saw a commercial for maxi-pads that were stamped with a rebel logo.  (Yes, I do recognize that this is an absurd thought.  Clearly maxi-pads would only be stamped with the imperial logo.  We all know that maxi-pads are strictly zoned for the dark side.)

This is a strange feeling for me, but I just can’t get excited about Christmas this year.  I hear carolers on the radio demanding figgy pudding or else they won’t go, and I want to tell them where to stick their freaky treat.  Also just to clarify – is this a European thing?  What the eff is figgy pudding?  And why won’t they go until they get it?  Does it have addictive properties?  No.  Don’t tell me.  If you know, I suspect that you are also competent in the art of making fruitcake and will argue fiercely that it’s a delicacy.  I’m not saying that your opinion on the whole fruitcake business is wrong.  Unless you want to tell me that it is good.  And to that I tell you this –  Fruitcake = No.  Also you are wrong.

Please don’t misunderstand me.  I’m tremendously grateful for the incredible blessings that have been bestowed on my family.  Truly.  However it has been a challenging few months, and I’m seriously run into the ground.  I just need a break from _____.  <— This is like Mad Libs.  Fill in any word at all in this blank, and I would like a break from it.

With all of that said, I am attempting to exit the writing stalemate that I have found myself in over the past few weeks.  Apologies for the re-entry ramble.  It feels like I’m working through the funk and have to find the mojo in MoJo once more.  I also apologize for my non-response to comments.  I’ll get my behind back in gear on that, too.  As I have said before, I disappear for extensive periods sometimes.  It’s not intended to offend nor is it reflective of a lack of affection.  Sometimes I just need to work through wherever I’m at in a given time, and my silence tends to be the ultimate clue that this is what is happening in my world at that moment.  Please know that my own husband has begged me for years to stop talking so much.  He would tell you that you should actually be thanking me.  So on that note, you’re welcome.

I sincerely hope that your holiday season has been lovely so far and that the beauty of this time of year has truly found you.  If it has, I would love to hear about it, but if it hasn’t, feel free to pull up a chair and give me the skinny on the fruitcake of a holiday you are feeling this year, too.  While I hope that you can’t relate to these same grinchy sentiments, I do wonder how many of you are picking up what I’m putting down because your tinsel feels like it’s hanging a little off-kilter this year, too.

Nevertheless, I send best wishes and love to you always dear friends.  Merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, and holiday blessings to you all!  Joanna

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