I keep looking at the calendar and being surprised that Christmas is so close. Like many people, I’m just not feeling very Christmas-y this year.
Part of it is the weather. I’m used to having cold and snow by this time of year, and it’s been sunny and warm lately- warm enough for me to ride the horse without bundling up too much; that’s where I’m headed after I finish writing this. And the grass is still green, even though the leaves are off the trees. Typical for this part of the country, but it’s not what I’m used to (this time last year, I was buying a bathing suit on Galveston Island, and laughing about it; I have very specific ideas of what the weather should look like at certain times of the year, and this is not it).
The other reason I’m feeling blah is that this will be the first Christmas away from my childhood home. Even after I moved away a couple years ago, I still went back for Christmas, because it was a good time to see everybody. So, even though we’re having a little celebration on the day, it doesn’t feel right. All the usual traditions have been upended, in a year when everything is already upside down. The house- and more importantly, the budget- are too small to permit much decorating, though I have acquired a tabletop tree and a handful of ornaments. Maybe I’ll put that up this weekend.
And of course, the wider world is so unsettled that it’s hard to be very merry. I can’t see what the future looks like, and that annoys me. Sure, nobody really knows what’s in the future, but up until recently, I could make some reasonable predictions. Now? I don’t know what next week looks like, let alone the next month or year. It’s unfortunate that we’ve gotten to the point that politics has such a drastic effect on even little, seemingly unrelated things.
So the upshot of all that is, I’ve been rather grouchy lately. I need to do something about that. Ride the horse, finishing raking the leaves, do a little Christmas shopping- those all sound like good distractions.
Let’s have another funny thread. Tell me about something silly that happened to you recently. Or your best joke, or pun (I live with an incurable punster), or something, anything, to cheer up all the people who, like me, are tired and grumpy during what should be a happy season.