"Christmas is coming, Terry. Christmas is coming!"
Years ago one of my bosses said that to me during a remodel project I was in charge of - something had to be done yesterday for him and apparently I didn't get it done. I looked at him rather puzzled after he said that to me - his nose about an inch away from my own, and since it was the middle of August and we weren't working on Christmas, I asked quizzically and completely sincerely, "It is?" Which pissed him off even more since he thought I was being defiant and sarcastic. Story of my life.
Anyway - this year Christmas doesn't interest me very much - the trappings of Christmas, I should say. This year Christmas and Christmas activities and decor and even traditions have no effect upon me. By this time - heck, by Halloween, I am usually busy making or painting something, or decorations are going up and I'm getting all excited. Not interested.
So anyway - what I think I'll do is post more sad things, more depressing thoughts this year for the holidays. That can be kind of 'fun' too - don't you think? Like the story I just told of how my VP got so angry with me and didn't find me adorable because I was so naive and sincere and obviously a wonderful man.
So yeah - I'll try to post at least one really sad Christmas story every day this Advent season - that way maybe we will be able to discover the true meaning of Christmas and have a little more empathy for those people who are more depressed than we are. Anyway - I won't publish any pious story or Christmas tale just to fill in for each day. Everything will be real and therefore miserably sad.