Ugh. The holiday season has just grabbed me by the scruff of the neck and given me a good shake, and I am laying limp and useless here under the covers, wishing for a fast forward of just a few days. I know we shouldn't wish our lives away in such a manner, but this season always finds me not in the mood for it.
Am I a soldier in the war on Christmas?
More likely, the war on consumerism, trumped-up expectations and short, short time, combined with my own seasonal affective disorder, which seems to be a factor, even here in sunny Hawaii, or maybe it's just the lack of quality beach time in my life. Relief is coming, but not nearly soon enough.
I heard one of the most hostile conversations today, between a teacher and a custodian, that I've ever heard. Our principal was sitting in the room when it took place, and I'm not sure what surprised me more; that the teacher was talking to the custodian this way, or that the administrator didn't intervene. Maybe, and I hope this is the case, she had a private word with the two concerned, at a later time.
Meanwhile, I am plagued by little knitting, vivid dreams at night, and the sense that I can only be cured by hot baths, long drives and longer naps in the sun.
I go sleep now.
4 comments:
In our school, it's the other way around. The head custodian is notorious for being extraordinarily rude and nasty, and, although administration is well aware of it, they do nothing.
I pretty much feel the same way about this holiday season. I've just never been a fan of it. It'll be over soon, thank goodness.
I do look forward to seeing you on Thursday!
The holidaze suck. They are always so hard for me. But in a couple of days the moon will turn, then the sun will turn at solstice. A week later, January will be here and we can all sigh with relief.
Stay under the covers because: It'll all be over soon! (That last line is my favorite from the film Titanic.
Dream of cookies and Rosedale complete:)
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