I almost managed to stay cheery.
I almost managed to get/stay in the Christmas spirit.
I almost managed to avoid the lead blanket that is starting to envelop me.
It’s starting to hit… the lack of desire to do anything holiday-ish.
The lack of desire to finish the decorations.
The lack of desire to finish the Christmas crafting.
The lack of desire to do anything but sit on my couch.
I was hoping that this Christmas would be different. I was hoping I’d not get into a funk.
But here I sit.
Staring at an undecorated tree.
Staring at Christmas crafts that need to be completed.
Staring at the Christmas movie playing on the TV.
With a complete. lack. of desire. to do anything.
This is not where I want to be this Christmas.
This is not who I want to be.
I want to be happy and Christmas-y and bouncy and in love with life.
I know that a big part of me IS in love with life. I have an amazing man who loves me, wants to marry me, and loves our life together.
But the fucking sadness of Christmas… ugh. It’s dragging at me.
So I’m watching cheesy Christmas movies and hoping the spirit will rise up..and I’ll get the damn tree decorated.
Because. Christmas. The most wonderful time of the year.
Christmas 2012 – first one without him.