Christmas dissociation
Dec. 8th, 2006 02:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pjthompsonNo, no, this isn't going to be one of those posts about how stressed I am over the holidays. Quite the opposite. My significant others and I, as well as my significant co-workers and I, have all agreed not to exchange presents this year. We decided instead to feed each other lavishly. Some of those significant others are sick and that puts even the feasting in doubt, so perhaps there will be Christmas in January, or even February. Hard to say at this point.
I'm in the strange position of not having to run around to the stores. I have to say I'm happy about that—I hates shopping, I does (and I wonder if that means I have to turn in my Girl Card or something). But one of the weird side effects is that I sometimes find myself driving past the malls and thinking, "Hot holy hell! Where'd all these people come from?" A beat later I remember, and that's a strange and embarrassing feeling. I am so completely out of the picture this year.
The Mom and I will go to our traditional Christmas Eve dinner at a nice restaurant, I will cook a sumptuous meal for my ex-roommates at some point, and I will bring in my bacon-potato mini frittatas for the potluck on Monday, but . . . that's just about it. Oh, one friend said she'd already bought me a silly gift so I've already bought her something silly in return, but that really is it.
It's weird. But very restful.
I'm in the strange position of not having to run around to the stores. I have to say I'm happy about that—I hates shopping, I does (and I wonder if that means I have to turn in my Girl Card or something). But one of the weird side effects is that I sometimes find myself driving past the malls and thinking, "Hot holy hell! Where'd all these people come from?" A beat later I remember, and that's a strange and embarrassing feeling. I am so completely out of the picture this year.
The Mom and I will go to our traditional Christmas Eve dinner at a nice restaurant, I will cook a sumptuous meal for my ex-roommates at some point, and I will bring in my bacon-potato mini frittatas for the potluck on Monday, but . . . that's just about it. Oh, one friend said she'd already bought me a silly gift so I've already bought her something silly in return, but that really is it.
It's weird. But very restful.
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