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Festive, Party of One
Dec. 13th, 2012 10:59 pmI spent the lion's share of today fighting with tinsel and fairy lights. For the curious, I won.
This Christmas is going to be decidedly odd, I suspect.
Last year's was a catastrophe from start to finish. The first week of December I got a Whole Nut out of an advent calendar that had not a single nut in it, and things deteriorated badly from there.
This year is just going to be weird, and not just because I'm all alone; parents will be out of the country, little sister can't get out of work, two best friends will be enjoying their first holidays alone with their lady loves, which I wouldn't crash for all the gingerbread lattes in Starbucks. I'm always on my own at this time of year, but before it was because my Gran was in respite care for the week to give me a break from being her carer, and it was nice to just sit quietly and enjoy the peace and quiet and ignore the festivities.
But this year, because I think that after everything the temptation to sulk in the dark crying into a bottle of wine will be strong, I am going to embrace the Christmas spirit, whether it wants to be embraced by me or not.
So, I have decked the halls with bows of, well, tinsel. I have decked the dogs. I had carols on while I was doing it, and it turns out that I do like Christmas carols, what I don't like is when I worked retail and had to listen to them eight hours a day from the middle of November.
I will get some really nice food in and try out some recipes I've been wanting to get to, and I will resist the urge to subsist solely on peanut butter and red wine. I will accept every invitation to a christmas/hogmanay thing that I get, because for the last couple of years I have been such an unreliable friend; I've been that one who swears they're coming to something and then texts you five minutes before hand to go, "Eh, no." Honestly, the fact that I still have mates at this point is kind of astonishing, and I should probably try to hang onto them.
I will watch Christmas specials wearing a santa hat, and throw myself wholeheartedly into fandom holiday stuff like reading and commenting on Yuletide fics, because just because it isn't face-to-face human interaction doesn't mean that it's not real or helpful in preventing me from sinking into a miasma of sadness and wine.
In aid of all this the Doctor Who special looks pretty awesome; I have high hopes despite the last Christmas episode I really liked being The Runaway Bride.
Anyway, those are my holiday plans.
This Christmas is going to be decidedly odd, I suspect.
Last year's was a catastrophe from start to finish. The first week of December I got a Whole Nut out of an advent calendar that had not a single nut in it, and things deteriorated badly from there.
This year is just going to be weird, and not just because I'm all alone; parents will be out of the country, little sister can't get out of work, two best friends will be enjoying their first holidays alone with their lady loves, which I wouldn't crash for all the gingerbread lattes in Starbucks. I'm always on my own at this time of year, but before it was because my Gran was in respite care for the week to give me a break from being her carer, and it was nice to just sit quietly and enjoy the peace and quiet and ignore the festivities.
But this year, because I think that after everything the temptation to sulk in the dark crying into a bottle of wine will be strong, I am going to embrace the Christmas spirit, whether it wants to be embraced by me or not.
So, I have decked the halls with bows of, well, tinsel. I have decked the dogs. I had carols on while I was doing it, and it turns out that I do like Christmas carols, what I don't like is when I worked retail and had to listen to them eight hours a day from the middle of November.
I will get some really nice food in and try out some recipes I've been wanting to get to, and I will resist the urge to subsist solely on peanut butter and red wine. I will accept every invitation to a christmas/hogmanay thing that I get, because for the last couple of years I have been such an unreliable friend; I've been that one who swears they're coming to something and then texts you five minutes before hand to go, "Eh, no." Honestly, the fact that I still have mates at this point is kind of astonishing, and I should probably try to hang onto them.
I will watch Christmas specials wearing a santa hat, and throw myself wholeheartedly into fandom holiday stuff like reading and commenting on Yuletide fics, because just because it isn't face-to-face human interaction doesn't mean that it's not real or helpful in preventing me from sinking into a miasma of sadness and wine.
In aid of all this the Doctor Who special looks pretty awesome; I have high hopes despite the last Christmas episode I really liked being The Runaway Bride.
Anyway, those are my holiday plans.