Monday, November 27, 2006

Post Thanksgiving/Pre Christmas Blahs

Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times. ~Kate L. Bosher

How well she put it! I get antsy this time of year, pressured, scatter brained, annoyed easily, depressed, nostalgic, melancholy, etc. etc. etc. Nothing can hold my interest for long. I want to work on something but when I start I don’t finish it. I can curl up on the sofa all day and watch movies and then freak because I didn’t get a thing done. I just knit a mitten and was getting ready for the decrease at the top. I asked the man what he thought of it and he liked it but I decided I didn’t and frogged the whole thing. The man just shook his head and didn’t say a word. I think he is use to my yearly angst by now and just suffers through it! Another quality I love in him.

Then you listen to the TV and if they aren’t trying to sell you something every two minutes they are reporting how people are kicking each other’s butts for a bargain, or how they are taking your identity off line…how Christmas-y is that!?

There are only 27 days until Christmas (clock here http://www.emailsanta.com/clock.html ) and I have bought three presents and I made two. The man hasn’t worked since May while building the house, which we won’t be in for Christmas like I had hoped, so money is tight. The kids aren’t worried about it but I guess I am.

In hopes of getting in the holiday mood I listen to…http://www.trans-siberian.com/multimedia/video.shtml . I love them, classical yet rocking. I would have loved to have taken everyone to their concert but it wasn’t in the cards this year. Maybe next year.

I normally snap out of this before Christmas so hopefully this won’t last long before I am my normal chirpy self in love with the holiday. . . I am in desperate need of a hoorah type of day.

2 comments:

Maryellen said...

Rest assured you are not alone in the holiday funk.

cyndy said...

K. Bosher says it well indeed!

...but the clock reminds me I only have 27 days to deal with it...um..er...26 that is....