Sunday afternoon. Well almost afternoon. I came into work for a few hours today because I am so far behind, and because I wanted to get out of the house. Greg is working today, he's been working all weekend and I actually haven't seen him since early Wednesday morning. He's a contract mail hauler for the USPS and this time of year is hell. He's worn out from workin' so much, I'm worn out from MS, and neither one of us gives a rat's ass about Christmas this year. No tree, no lights on the house, no fake reindeer in the yard, and the only presents we'll buy are for my nephews and Greg's daughter. I think. I hope that's all anyway. I used to say I HATE CHRISTMAS, but I don't really hate Christ's birthday, I just hate the commercialism, and I hate the way it's turned into a competition to see who can get or give the best gift. Methinks Scrooge may not have been so wrong........
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Deb- you are reading my mind, I swear! The commercials get me. They are on constantly. It makes you feel like if you can\'t give someone a 1,000 diamond necklace, then you are a piece of dog shit. I hate this NEW CHRISTMAS that we have all become victims to. I want to take back the OLD CHRISTMAS.