Christmas confessions. Good bad and nasty

[Bhp91126]

I feel bad about not liking Christmas anymore. We're not doing anything for Xmas, no tree, no deco, no presents, no party, no cookies, nada, nichts, nix, niente. My evil little heart is bouncing with glee at so completely ignoring "the most wonderful time of the year", makes me almost feel like an anarchist.

But there is also a part of me that is sad, misses it and I'm wondering how to get some of it back without falling prey to consumerism, gluttony, alcoholism and religion. Volunteering would probably be a good idea, but I've been going pregnant with that idea for a loooong time, without getting anywhere.