It’s that blah time of the year

Christmas is coming soon! I usually do love it very much, never knowing what I’m exactly going to get that morning. Not this year, apparently.

Hubby has said I’m only getting 1 thing (but couple that with the TV we purchased last week.) Also there’s been talk about how I’m getting stuff anyway because of so-called “family gifts” ahhh, the movies, music and games that are not MINE, but ALL of OURS … that shouldn’t be a critical point.

In the past I’ve gotten several LEGO sets, and lots of other stuff, AND the family categories were filled up too. The children always get lots of individual stuff too. This year I was reduced. Only me. Not the family category. It shouldn’t count against me, at any rate.

I do enjoy giving things and watching them being opened and all that. Truly do. Most of the mystery and delight of Christmas is the beautifully wrapped boxes … some of them are mine and what’s in them, anticipation. Yes, the little kid in me, the part of me that never got any older, ever. Yes, it’s the thing I value highly, a beautifully wrapped gift. Presentation is half of it, what’s inside is the other half. I was born like this, appreciating  all from that point of view.

So I’m not super jazzed about Christmas this year. It feels kind of depressing. 🙁 Weather has been too Spring and Summer like as well. My fire building has been limited since the usual cool-down in November. That’s enough to put me off-kilter. There is everything magical and special about building a top down fire in the fireplace every day. Without it, it’s like having no eggnog in the refrigerator. At least there is eggnog. FWIW