For the life of me I can’t figure out why I can’t get in the Christmas mood.
I’ve done the shopping, wrapped the presents, bought the spiral ham.
We even have a Christmas tree!!
All of these things usually brighten me up and get my gears humming for the holidays.
Except this year. What is wrong with me?
We have snow! We have houses adorned with sparkling colored lights! We have Rudolf the Red Nosed Reindeer on TV! What’s not to like about that?
Yet I can’t get that giddyness to seep through my overworked, tired and emotionally burnt-out self. It takes every ounce of my self-control to not say “Meh” when somebody wishes me a Merry Christmas.
I feel like Charlie Brown’s Christmas tree.
I think the only remedy is to have a bunch of
little rugrats grandkids around excitedly opening up presents and giving hugs and kisses and “I love you’s”.
For us Grandma’s, that’s the best cure for anything. And I only have 6 more days to get through until that happens.
I’m feeling better already.