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Hmm. There must be something about the holidays that brings out shitty moods in people. Something in the eggnog.  Maybe having to spend time with the family.  Perhaps that long plane trip only to get there and realize why you left in the first place.

I blame it on the fact that Christmas starts at the end of August now.  Ugh.  Give us a break.  Let us finish enjoying our summers and a little bit of fall before starting to shove light-up reindeer and colorful blinking lights down our throats.  Some time to slowly work our way into the Christmas spirit.  Like it was in the old days.

I also blame it on the fact that, well, being with the family for an entire part of a day, just isn’t that much fun.  It’s the same old yearly routine—catch up on the job, life goals and ambitions, crack a few jokes.  Ugh.

Maybe it’s just me but typically all I’m thinking about is the fact that there are a hundred other things I’d rather be doing.

It doesn’t matter how old you get, being around the family immediately turns you back into a teenager. Maybe they don’t realize that I’ve aged.  That I’ve lost some hair, put on some weight, don’t move as fast as I used to.

Whatever it is, the more people I talk to about their holiday plans, the more I realize that people just don’t look forward to it that much.  It’s an obligation.  You do it because you have to.

It’s a chance to see that uncle that always smells like vodka.  And that aunt that smells like the inside of an ashtray. And the grandmother that can’t quite remember your name but calls you this strange combination of yours and your sisters name.  Ah, family—you gotta love them.

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