You're A Mean One...
I am not really a Christmas person. It might have helped had I had children. Maybe even a spouse. But with a sister (also single and childless) over a thousand miles away (and currently hiding under a rock or something) and a mother who now has a dementia diagnosis (put her in memory care back in June) the season is a giant ball of meh. Oh I can fake it. But over the last several years really I have chosen to stop faking it.
For me, Christmas is the height of what I've long called the dark season. So dubbed because of the lack of daylight. Yes, I have a bit of seasonal issues which adds on top of depression. And I'm an accountant. And no, by busy season is not tax season from January through Mid-April. Nope. My busy season, since 2003 or so, is October through Mid-February. I am a cost accountant. So by the time you load in physical inventory, budget weirdness (which gets a push starting in August), costing (which is where I live from Mid-October (nope, not a fan of Halloween either) through Christmas), Interim Audit (external), various internal audit issues, Year end closing, Year end audit and on and on you get a rather stressed out Liss.
For those of you who know I am doing nanowrimo - the writing, although it is more work on top of a lot of work, uses a different part of my brain and helps me chill out a bit. Besides i can always kill people in the novel.
Yesterday the dreaded (by me) email announcing the office holiday potluck dinner was sent. And it's is scheduled during November Month End closing when I am busy on top of busy. I don't have time for this. Furthermore a few years ago someone had the bright idea for everyone to contribute money and they would buy ham and turkey and someone would cook it and bring it in. Only for whatever bizzaro reason last year the leftovers managed to go home with the folks that fixed said meats. Never mind that it was expected that it would stay at work. I may like you, but I don't really want to contribute to your household grocery funds.
And I'll put it out there. I hate food days, bring ins and potlucks. I am proud to tell you that I am a third generation hater/disliker of these things because both my grandmother and mother are of the same inclination.
I may want to do holiday baking etc. Although in recent years that has been a big no. But I don't like being told what day to do it and having to figure out what to bring and what I have time to do. And don't pat me on the head and tell me I can buy something.
And as long as I'm rambling about Christmas I stopped putting the tree up the year I realized it was almost valentine's day before I took it down because year end slammed us so hard that I didn't have the time or energy to do it before then. I put up this tiny wire tree in the office. Stick silk poinsettias in the office plant. and that's it at work. Last year not a single decoration made it out at home.
So yup I'm a wee bit of a grinch and a scrooge.
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