Finished putting up the lights, wreath, stockings and tree last night. It was fun. I felt like Clark Griswold, but probably looked like Bad Santa.
I actually enjoy Christmas now that I'm not working anymore. For the past 20 years I considered Christmas to be a huge annoyance. It was something that interrupted the one time out of the year where I could completely escape work and have a brief moment to mentally recoup. Not to mention we just had Thanksgiving. Do we really need to do this same shit all over again just a couple weeks later?! Fuck me.
Merry Christmas