Honestly? I don't really want to do Christmas this year. I look forward to the companionship and seeing my family and hopefully even enjoying a day or two off from work, but I don't really want to do Christmas presents and trees and cards and singing fa-la-la-la-la. The commercialization of Christmas is absolutely depressing to me, because I've outgrown Santa and I can't just coast through the holiday anymore.
I'm getting sucked into the retail vacuum. First I'll be a sales leader, than a manager, and suddenly my entire career will be retail. Christmas for three months every year - nearly four - is going to drive me batty if the rest of my life is like that. Who wants to spend one third of their life thinking of chestnuts roasting on an open fire?
I am going to see Happy Feet tonight at the IMAX Theatre downtown. That should be fun. Maybe it'll help cure these Christmas blues, at least for a few days.