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Carol of the "Meh"s
Dec. 20th, 2005 05:01 pmToday is Prickle-Prickle, day 62 in the season of The Aftermath, 3271.
Normally I really enjoy the end-of-year holiday season, starting with Thanksgiving and going through to New Year's. This year though, I seem to be pretty underwhelmed by the whole thing. Normally I'd be ready to put up the tree and decorate the first few days of December, but this year we just got started on that project very late on Sunday night. I haven't sent out any holiday cards. I haven't wrapped any of presents I have at home, I'm supremely uninterested in actually going out and shopping for more of them (and when I say I don't want to shop, that's an extremely unusual state of affairs), and I'm just inspired enough to sit home in my jammies and order from Amazon and Signals. Luckily, in most cases I still have time to do this since we're not likely to actually see anyone before the 7th. I thought this year I'd make good progress because I managed to get started on presents well before Thanksgiving, but it sort of came to a screeching halt right around Thanksgiving. Right about the time I started feeling pretty "meh" about the rest of the year, in fact.
The weird thing is, I'm not depressed this year. Well, maybe I am a little tiny bit thanks to the lack of light and the Martian Death Cold and some other stuff that's stressing me a bit, but on the whole I feel pretty darn good and certainly much, much better than I have in years past. You'd think that the holiday apathy might be more pronounced when I was in the depths of a serious depression, but that doesn't seem to be how it's working for me.
I don't know why I just don't care as much this year as I have previously. I have too much to get done at work by the end of the year to be able to take a couple of days off and just relax and maybe listen to non-obnoxious holiday music and bake cookies or wrap presents or something. Ah, well. I'll go do a bit of shopping tonight, swing by the post office to pick up small priority mail boxes and then stop by Wegman's to get a small turkey breast and stuff for Christmas dinner, and maybe ingredients for gingerbread. Maybe an evening of smelling gingerbread in the oven and wrapping presents will put me more in a holiday mood, but whether that happens or not will depend entirely on what time I manage to get home.
Normally I really enjoy the end-of-year holiday season, starting with Thanksgiving and going through to New Year's. This year though, I seem to be pretty underwhelmed by the whole thing. Normally I'd be ready to put up the tree and decorate the first few days of December, but this year we just got started on that project very late on Sunday night. I haven't sent out any holiday cards. I haven't wrapped any of presents I have at home, I'm supremely uninterested in actually going out and shopping for more of them (and when I say I don't want to shop, that's an extremely unusual state of affairs), and I'm just inspired enough to sit home in my jammies and order from Amazon and Signals. Luckily, in most cases I still have time to do this since we're not likely to actually see anyone before the 7th. I thought this year I'd make good progress because I managed to get started on presents well before Thanksgiving, but it sort of came to a screeching halt right around Thanksgiving. Right about the time I started feeling pretty "meh" about the rest of the year, in fact.
The weird thing is, I'm not depressed this year. Well, maybe I am a little tiny bit thanks to the lack of light and the Martian Death Cold and some other stuff that's stressing me a bit, but on the whole I feel pretty darn good and certainly much, much better than I have in years past. You'd think that the holiday apathy might be more pronounced when I was in the depths of a serious depression, but that doesn't seem to be how it's working for me.
I don't know why I just don't care as much this year as I have previously. I have too much to get done at work by the end of the year to be able to take a couple of days off and just relax and maybe listen to non-obnoxious holiday music and bake cookies or wrap presents or something. Ah, well. I'll go do a bit of shopping tonight, swing by the post office to pick up small priority mail boxes and then stop by Wegman's to get a small turkey breast and stuff for Christmas dinner, and maybe ingredients for gingerbread. Maybe an evening of smelling gingerbread in the oven and wrapping presents will put me more in a holiday mood, but whether that happens or not will depend entirely on what time I manage to get home.