So, its friday night and because of the insane rainy weather and the lack of dosh in my back pocket I am staying in. Watching terrible Christmas movies, along with pizza and beer I can safely say I am not bored like I thought I should be. Maybe I'm a little drunk already, typical. Yesterday at work in the middle of my 12 hour shift, I was looking out of the store and into the center at all the Christmas excitement and realized that, I miss loosing my shit about Christmas.
I think I'm old and therefore lost my fire, my spark, my inner child...I want it back.
When I was younger, this was the time of year I looked forward to the most. Probably because this meant that school was out and I was one year closer to being finished, but also because my family were altogether and had put aside all the bitch fighting that they were still holding grudges for. My dad would make the stand out dish at dinner, we would open presents on Christmas eve because, and I really don't know why, but it was our tradition and it made that night special. You see on christmas eve it would be three families including mine that would, after church, go back to my aunty's house and hang out together because we were the closest. I don't want to sound rude but I'm pretty sure the rest of my GIANT extended family were, and still are, a little bit jealous of how close we are. Any way we did our own thing and Christmas day we would go to which ever family was hosting lunch and do our thing there. Now, even though its still the same, its so very different. I'm older, legally, I'm no longer a child, I have voting rights and everything. Anyway my point is, everyone has their traditions for christmas and that is mine. I always look so forward to it every year and I just hope I never loose that feeling.
Wow, I am drunk. ha.
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