I’m sorry everybody, but I’m just not feeling it yet. Christmas is two weeks away and I have no holiday spirit at all yet. We have a tree…
…but that’s only because my step daughter and I were out voted. I prefer to wait as long as possible to set up the tree, and this year my step daughter agreed with me. With the kid schedule we have, as long as possible would have meant this coming weekend. My wife and step son wanted to put up the tree early, meaning the first weekend in December. The vote was two to two, which means my wife won. I once declared that in all moments of spontaneous family democracy, Jen’s vote counted five times. Seeing as there are only four of us in the house, that means Mom is never going to be outvoted. I rigged it so mah babie will always get her way.
So we have a Christmas tree, and we have some of our decorations up. I still haven’t gone Christmas shopping yet. Not for my wife, not for the kids, not for anyone. I am just not feeling the spirit. It sucks. I haven’t even made my own list for Santa yet.
I need to jump start my Christmas motor this week. My step daughter is singing in a school Christmas concert tonight. That might help. Last year we took the kids out for a drive looking for overly decorated houses. Maybe we can do that this year too. In fact, I have heard of one house in my home town that might be worth a look.
I was hoping to do all of my Christmas shopping online this year in order to avoid any and all crowds. I need to shop for my wife, for the kids, for my family secret Santa, for my parents and Jen’s parents, for my niece and nephews, for my office yankee theft, and for who knows how many others. It all just seems so intimidating this year. I mean, it feels this way every year, but for some reason it feels worse this year. Maybe I’m delusional. Maybe I’ve just got them mean ol’ Christmas Season Blues.
Maybe I’ll write a song called Christmas Season Blues. Maybe that will snap me out of this.
To Do List for the Next Five Days:
1. Buy at least two gifts for my wife.
2. Buy at least two gifts each for the kids, making sure to coordinate with Santa so as not to have any repeats.
3. Complete some sort of list for myself so that other people can have a clue what to get for me.
4. Write a 12-bar called Christmas Season Blues and be damned sure it has a happy, holiday spirity ending.
5. Look at Christmas lights and let the ridiculous waste of electricity fill your dumb ass heart with holiday cheer.
6. Stop thinking of holiday cheer as a ridiculous waste of electricity.
I know what I need to do… now I just need to do it.
HoHoHo.
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